The Legacy

Iron Maiden

Tell you a thing 
That you 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 the 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 knows no bounds 
How many get well 
Only time will tell 
Only time will tell 

solo

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 

To 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 to understand in all the lies 
But on your death bed I can see it in you eyes 
Just as clear as all the sweat upon your brow 
It really makes 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 of the secrets that you kept 

Nothing that we could believe 
To reveal the façade of faceless men 
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 you 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 

Left to all 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 
Given them all just a little hope 
Just think what a legacy 
You know... will leave 

solo

We seem destinated to live in fear 
And some that would say 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 a shake of their hands 
But anger and loathing is rife 
The death on all sides is 
becoming a way of life 

We live in an uncertain world 
Fear understanding and ignorance 
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 death and pain and despair