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POWERSLAVE
POWERSLAVE
Původní celosvětové vydání:
1. "Aces
High" (Steve Harris) – 4:29
2. "2 Minutes to Midnight" (Bruce Dickinson, Adrian Smith) –
6:02
3. "Losfer Words (Big 'Orra)" (Instrumental) (Harris) – 4:12
4. "Flash of the Blade" (Dickinson) – 4:02
5. "The Duellists" (Harris) – 6:07
6. "Back in the Village" (Dickinson, Smith) – 5:02
7. "Powerslave" (Dickinson) – 7:07
8. "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" (Harris) – 13:40
Znovuvydání 1995 s bonusy:
1. "Rainbow's Gold" – 4:57
2. "Mission From 'Arry" – 6:42
3. "King of Twilight" – 4:53
4. "The Number of the Beast (Live)" (Harris) – 4:57
Remaster 1998:
1. "Aces High" (Steve Harris) – 4:29
2. "2 Minutes to Midnight" (Bruce Dickinson, Adrian Smith) –
6:02
3. "Losfer Words (Big 'Orra)" (Instrumental) (Harris) – 4:12
4. "Flash of the Blade" (Dickinson) – 4:02
5. "The Duellists" (Harris) – 6:07
6. "Back in the Village" (Dickinson, Smith) – 5:20 (*)
7. "Powerslave" (Dickinson) – 6:46 (*)
8. "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" (Harris) – 13:40
(*) Na
remasterované verzi alba jsou písně Back In The Village a
Powerslave odděleny jinak, než na původním vydání. Začátek písně
Poweslave je vložen na konec skladby Back In The Village.
Texty
1. Aces High
[Harris]
There goes the siren that warns off the air raid
Then
comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out
for the scramble we've got to get airborne
Got
to get up for the coming attack.
Jump
in the cockpit and start up the engines
Remove all the wheel blocks
there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we head down the runway
Gotta get airborne before it's too late
Running, scrambling, flying
Rolling, turning, diving, going in again
Run,
live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run,
live to fly, fly to live, Aces high
Move
in to fire at the mainstream of bombers
Let
off a sharp burst and then turn away
Roll
over, spin round and come in behind them
Move
to their blindsides and firing again
Bandits at 8 o'clock move in behind us
Ten
ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turning out spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press my guns.
Rolling, turning, diving
Rolling, turning, diving, goin' again
Run,
live to fly, fly to live, do or die
Run,
live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.
2. 2 Minutes To Midnight
[Smith/Dickinson]
Kill
for gain or shoot to maim
But
we don't need a reason
To
Golden Goose is on the loose
And
never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This
shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For
the love of living death
The
killer's breed or the Demon's seed,
The
glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go
to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore?
2
minutes to midnight,
The
hands that threaten doom.
2
minutes to midnight,
To
kill the unborn in the womb.
The
blind men shout "Let the creatures out
We'll
show the unbelievers."
The
napalm screams of human flames
Of a
prime time Belsen feast ... yeah!
As
the reasons for the carnage cut their meat and lick the gravy
We
oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies.
The
killer's breed or the Demon's seed,
The
glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go
to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore.
2
minutes to midnight,
The
hands that threaten doom.
2
minutes to midnight,
To
kill the unborn in the womb.
The
body bags and little rags of children torn in two
And
the jellied brains of those who remain to put the finger right
on you
As
the madmen play on words and make us all dance to their song
To
the tune of starving millions to make a better kind of gun.
The
killer's breed or the Demon's seed,
The
glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go
to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore.
2
minutes to midnight,
The
hands that threaten doom.
2
minutes to midnight,
To
kill the unborn in the womb.
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's
all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's
all night
3. Losfer Words (Big 'Orra)
[Harris]
[instrumentální skladba]
4. Flash Of The Blade
[Dickinson]
As a
young boy chasing Dragons
with
your wooden sword so mighty,
You're
St. George or you're David and you always
killed the beast
Times change very quickly
And
you had to grow up early
A
house in smoking ruins and the bodies at your feet
[refrén:]
You'll
die as you lived
In a
flash of the blade
In a
corner forgotten by no-one
You
lived for the touch
For
the feel of the steel
One
man, and his Honour.
The
smell of resined leather
The
steely iron mask
As
you cut and thrust and parried at the
fencing master's call
He
taught you all he ever knew
To
fear no mortal man
And
now you'll wreak your vengeance in the
Screams of evil man.
[Refrén:]
[Opakovat refrén]
5. The Duellists
[Harris]
He
threw down a glove you made the mistake
Of
picking it up now you're gone
The
choosing of guns or fighting with swords
The
choice of weapons is gone
He'll
tear you apart as soon as you start
You
know you don't have a chance
[Refrén:]
OH...OH... Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for the Pleasure
OH...OH... Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for your Life!
Ready to start the duel begins
the
best man wins in the end
A
lunge and a feint, a parry too late
A
cut to the chest and you're down
Seeing the stain then feeling the pain
Feeling the sweat on your brow
[Refén:]
The
fighting resumes, a silence looms the
Swordsman move 'gainst each other
A
cut and a thrust, a parry, a blow
a
stab to the heart and you're down
The
Angel of Death hears your last breath
Meanwhile the reaper looks on
OH...OH... Fought for the Honour
Fought for the Splendour
Fought for the Pleasure
OH...OH... Fought for the Honour
Fought for the Splendour
Fought to the Death
6. Back In The Village
[Smith
/ Dickinson]
Turn
the spotlights on the people
Switch the dial and eat the worm
Take
your chances, kill the engine
Drop
your bombs and let it burn
White flags shot to ribbons,
The
truce in Black and Burned.
Shellshock in the kitchen.
Tables overturned
[Refrén:]
Back
in the village again
In
the village,
I'm
back in the village again.
Throwing dice now, rolling loaded
I
see sixes all the way,
In a
black hole and I'm spinning
As
my wings get shot away.
Questions are a burden
And
answers are a prison for oneself
Shellshock in the kitchen
Tables start to burn.
[Refrén:]
Back
in the village again
In
the village,
I'm
back in the village again.
No
breaks on the inside,
Paper cats and burning barns,
There's fox among the chickens,
And
a killer in the hounds.
Questions are a burden
And
answers are a prison for oneself
Shellshock in the kitchen
Tables start to burn.
[Refrén:]
Back
in the village again
In
the village,
I'm
back in the village again.
But
still we walk into the valley
And
others try to kill the inner flame
We're
burning brighter than before
I
don't have a number, I'M A NAME!
Back
in the village again
In
the village
I'm
back in the village again
Back
in the village again
In
the village
I'm
back in the village
Back
in the village
Back
in the village again.
7. Powerslave
[Dickinson]
Into
the Abyss I'll fall - the eye of Horus
Into
the eyes of the night - watching me go
Green is the cat's eye that glows -
In
this Temple
Enter the risen Osiris - risen again.
[Refrén:]
Tell
me why I had to be a Powerslave
I
don't wanna die, I'm a God,
Why
can't I live on?
When
the Life Giver dies,
All
around is laid waste,
And
in my last hour,
I'm
a Slave to the Power of Death.
When
I was living this lie - Fear was my Game
People would worship and fall -
Drop
to their knees.
So
bring me the blood and
Red
wine for the one to succeed me,
For
he is a man and a God -
And
He will die too.
[Refrén:]
Now
I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins,
Silent the terror that reigned -
Marbled in stone
A
Shell of a man God preserved -
For
thousand ages,
But
open the gates of my hell -
I'll
strike from the grave
[Refrén:]
Tell
me why I had to be a Powerslave
I
don't wanna die, I'm a God,
Why
can't I live on?
When
the Life Giver dies,
All
around is laid waste,
And
in my last hour,
I'm
a Slave to the Power of Death.
Slave to the Power of Death...
Slave to the Power of Death...
8. Rime Of The Ancient Mariner
[Harris]
Hear
the rime of the Ancient Mariner
See
his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay
here and listen to the nightmares
of
the Sea
And
the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and
the
Mariner tells his tale.
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a
place where nobody's been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God's name,
hoping good luck it brings.
And
the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice and
the
albatross follows on
The
mariner kills the bird of good omen
His
shipmates cry against what he's done
But
when the fog clears, they justify him
And
make themselves a part of the crime.
Sailing on and on and North across the sea
Sailing on and on and North 'till all is calm
The
albatross begins with its vengeance
A
terrible curse a thirst has begun
His
shipmates blame bad luck on the Mariner
About his neck, the dead bird is hung.
And
the curse goes on and on and on at sea
And
the thirst goes on and on for them and me
"Day
after day, day after day,
we
stuck nor breath nor motion
As
idle as a painted ship upon a painted ocean
Water, water everywhere and
all
the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere nor any drop to drink."
[SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1772-1834)]
There, calls the mariner
there comes a ship over the line
But
how can she sail with no wind
in
her sails and no tide.
See...
onward she comes
Onwards she nears, out of the sun
See...
she has no crew
She
has no life, wait but there's two
Death and she Life in Death,
they
throw their dice for the crew
She
wins the Mariner and he belongs to her now.
Then
... crew one by one
They
drop down dead, two hundred men
She...
She, Life in Death.
She
lets him live, her chosen one.
[Vyprávění]
"One
after one by the star dogged moon,
too
quick for groan or sigh
Each
turned his face with a ghastly pang
and
cursed me with his eye
Four
times fifty living men
(and
I heard nor sigh nor groan),
With
heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
they
dropped down one by one."
[SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE (1772-1834)]
The
curse it lives on in their eyes
The
Mariner he wished he'd die
Along with the sea creatures
But
they lived on, so did he.
And
by the light of moon
He
prays for their beauty not doom
With
heart he blesses them
God's
creatures all of them too.
Then
the spell starts to break
The
albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the Sea
Then
down in falls comes the rain.
Hear
the groans of the long dead seamen
See
them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None
of them speak
and
they're lifeless in their eyes
And
revenge is still sought, penance starts again
Cast
into a trance and the nightmare carries on.
Now
the curse is finally lifted
And
the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form
their own light and
the
Mariner's left alone
And
then a boat came sailing towards him
It
was a joy he could not believe
The
Pilot's boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto Him.
And
the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And
the hermit shrives the mariner of his sins
The
Mariner's bound to tell of his story
To
tell his tale wherever he goes
To
teach God's word by his own example
That
we must love all things that God made.
And
the wedding guest's a sad and wiser man
And
the tale goes on and on and on.
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