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Hallowed be the fatherland
god he knows
how long I'd been away
from here I did start for a search so
full of decease
I still hear my cryouts
from the old cellar's inside
Born in the days of medieval
my inner voice
is alway asking why
I came from nowhere
without a task, without a name
no fear of evil
fate, so god please lead me through
forgotten realms
mysterious dreams
in sunless rooms I'd sworn
I'll finish what I started, once
I'll find my holy grail
in the holy land
Ref.:
Returning of the miracles
it's my own requiem
the jester's tears
they are inside me
agony's the script for my requiem
Returning of the miracles
it's my own requiem
is the script already written
jester's tears I cry
yes, I cry
I went out of my mind
in desert lands
insanity's pawn
out of control
much too long I've been isolated
from my thoughts
enclosed by the leader's spell
bewildered to marc
as a glory knight
and I tried
Still I hear the scream of thousands:
"Crucify, crucify
Take it all
our gold, our home, our life,
but we didn't kill your Christ!!
Reach out for your holy grail
enslave us and make us
your god's sacrifice!!"
Ref.
(Solo)
Still I'm confused
if I was dreaming
too late I realized
I'd been another fool
I pay the price
Returning of the miracles
it's my own requiem
the jester's tears
they are inside me
agony's the script for my requiem
Returning of the miracles
it's my own requiem
is the script already written
jester's tears I cry
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Iron Maiden : Journeyman
From the red sky of the east
To the sun set in the west
We have cheated death
And he has cheated us
But that was just a dream
And this is what it means
We are sleeping and we'll
Dream for evermore
And the fragment remains of -
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our memories
And the shadows we made with our hands
Deeper grey, came to mourn
All the colours of the dawn
Will this journeyman's day, be has last
I know what I want, and I say what I want
And no one can take it away
I know what I want-
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, and I say what I want
And no one can take it away
But the memory still remains
All the past years no so srange
Our winter times are
Like a silent shroud
And the heartbeat of the day
Drives the mist away
And our winter's....
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