The Legacy

Iron Maiden2006年8月7日

Artist:iron maiden

Songs Title:the legacy


Tell you a thing

That yoy ought to know

Two minutes of your time

Then on you go

Tell tale of the men

All dressed in black

That most of them

Not coming back

Sent off to war

To play little games

And on their return

Can't name no names

Some strange yellow gas

Has played with their minds

Has reddened their eyes

Removed all the lies

And strange as it sounds

Death know no bounds

How many get well

Only time will tell


Only time will tell




You lie in your death bed now

But what did you bring to the table

Brought us only holy sin

Utter trust is a deadly thing

The prayer of holy peace

We didn't know what was lying underneath

So how could we be such fools

And to think that we thought you the answer

I can't begin understand in all the lies

But on your death bed I can see it in your eyes

Just as clear as all the sweat upon your brow

It really makse sense I can see it clearly now

Tangled up in a web of lies

Could have been a way to prophesise

Unaware of the consequence

Not aware if the secrets that you kept

Nothing that we could believe

To reveal facade of faceless man

Not a thing that we could foresee

Now a sign that would tell us the outcome

You had us all strung out with

Promises of peace

But all along your cover plan was to deceive


Can it put to rights now only time will tell

Your prophecies will send us all to hell as well

Let toa ll our golden sons

All to pick up on the peace

You could have given all of them

A little chance at least

Take the world to a better place

Give them all just a little hope

Just think what a legacy

You know will leave




We seem destined to live in fear

And some that would ssay Armageddon is near

But where there's a life while there's hope

That man won't self destruct

Why can't we treat our fellow men

With more respect and shake of their hands

But anger and loathing is rife

The death on all side is

Becoming a way of life

We live in an uncerain world

Fear understanding and ingorance

Is leading to death

Only the corpses are left

For vultures that prey on their bones


But some are just not wanting peace

Their whole life is death and misery

The only thing that they know

Fight fire with fire life is cheap

But if they do stop to think

That man is teetering right on the brink

But do you think that they care

They benefit from the death and pain and despair