POWERSLAVE

Album Info

 1.
 Aces High

 4.31

 2.
 2 Minutes To Midnight

 6.04

 3.
 Losfer Words (Big'Orra)

 4.15

 4.
 Flash Of The Blade

 4.05

 5.
 The Duellists

 6.18

 6.
 Back In The Village

 5.02

 7.
 Powerslave

 7.12

 8.
 Rime Of The Ancient Mariner

 13.45

 

Album Info

 

EDDIE RATING

Released 03/09/1984

 Steve Harris  BASS
 Bruce Dickinson  VOCALS
 Adrian Smith  GUITARS
 Dave Murray  GUITARS
 Nicko McBrain  DRUMS


Singles
Aces High/King Of Twilight
Two Minutes To Midnight/Rainbow's Gold

 

 

 

Aces High

( Harris )

There goes the siren that warns of the air raid
Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak
Out for the scramble we've got to get airbone
Got to get up for the coming attack

Jump in the cockpit and startup the engines
Remove all the wheelblocks there's no time to waste
Gathering speed as we heard down the runway
Gotta get airbone 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 into fire at mainstream of bombers
Let off sharp burst and then turn away
Roll over, spin round and come in behind them
Move to their blindsides and firing again

Bandids at 8 o'clock move behind us
Ten ME-109's out of the sun
Ascending and turnoing our spitfires to face them
Heading straight for them I press down my guns

Rolling, turning, diving
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

 

 

 

2 Minutes To Midnight

( Smith / Dickinson )

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason
The Golden Goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Some blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of blood treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death

Chorus:
The killer's breed or the Demon's seed,
The glamour, the fortune, the pain,
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain,
But don't you pray for my soul anymore

2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill th unborm in the wumb

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 gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine and feed it with our babies

Chorus:
The body bags and little rags children torn in two
And the jallied 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

Chorus:
Midnight... all night...
(repeat)

 

 

Losfer Words

( Harris )

Instrumental

 

 

 

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 have to grow up early,
A house smoking in ruins and their bodies at your feet.

Chorus:
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 men.

Chorus:
Repeat Chorus

 

 

The Duellists

( Harris )

He threw down a glove you made this mistake
Of picking it up now you're gone
The choosing of guns or fighting with swords
The choice of weapons is done
He'll tear you apart as soon as you start
You know you don't have a chance.

Chorus:
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 duek begins the best man wins in the end.
A lunge and a feint, a parry too late
A cut to chest and you're down
Seeing the stain then feeling the pain
Feeling the sweat on your brow.

Chorus:
The fighting resumes, a silence looms the Swordsmen 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... Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for the Pleasure
OH... OH... Fight for the Honour
Fight for the Splendour
Fight for the Death

 

 

Back In The Village

(Smith/Dickinson)

Turn the spotlight on the people
Switch the dial and eat the worm
Take your chances, kill the engine
Drop the bombs and let it burn
White flags shot to ribbons
The truce is black and burned
Shellshock in the kitchen
Tables overturned

 

CHORUS:
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
No breaks on the inside
Paper cats and burning barns
There's a 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

CHORUS:
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 again

 

 

 

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.

CHORUS:
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 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

CHORUS

Now I am cold but a ghost lives in my veins
Silent the terror that reigned - marbled in stone
Shell of a man God preserved - a thousand ages
But open the gates of my head - I will strike from the grave

CHORUS:
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

 

 

 

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 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 'til all is calm

The albatross begins with it's 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 curse 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 1798-1834)

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
Onward 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

"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 1798-1834)

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 the 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 shrieves 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.