1. Trumpets of Jericho (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (5:59)
2. King in Crimson (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (4:43)
3. Chemical Wedding (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (4:06)
4. Gates of Urizen (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (4:25)
5. Killing Floor (Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith) (4:29)
6. Book of Thel (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z. / Eddie Castillas) (8:14)
7. Tears of the Dragon (Bruce Dickinson) (6:20)
8. Laughing in the Hiding Bush (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z. / Austin Dickinson) (4:20)
9. Accident of Birth (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (4:23)
10. The Tower (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (4:45)
11. Darkside of Aquarius (Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.) (6:41)
12. Road to Hell (Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith) (3:57)

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Trumpets of Jericho
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

This is the maze of life
This is the maze of death
This is the matrix of eternity

The demon never sleeps
The demon never lies
He beats my heart and leaves no echo

What heavy burden holds me back
Every step along the track?
Fear that reaches deep inside of me

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains

This is the river of space
This is the river of time
Chase the dragons of infinity

Atlas stands and laughs
Throws his burden down
Rolls the earth in the inferno

Fingers holding onto cracks
The howling wind that blows us back
Sucked into the grinding wheels of hell

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
Blow the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the end of the rainbow
There the grail remains
Sound the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains

As they drag you down
In your clothes of lead
See the golden light
Flashing overhead
Mocking you

Do you know who you are
In your robes of skin?
How many creatures live inside you?

Man is born forever free
But is everywhere in chains
Trapped inside this earthly prison cell

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains
At the trumpets of Jericho
There the grail remains
At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
Still the walls remain
Still the walls remain
Still the walls remain
The silence of the tomb
The wheel of fortune round

King in Crimson
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

In the darkness, the raven's head
In the courtyard clothed in fear
I see gates that are opening
There’s only one way out of here

Daylight has come
The night has come

See his twisted sons and daughters
Writhing slowly in Satan's mire
If you only could see the visions
The trembling world I now despise

As the veil reveals the outer darkness
I am sucked into the walls of flame

Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise awake
The King in Crimson, crimson comes

He knows the weakness that you can't fight
The stone of night that weighs you down
If only you could see the visions
His hand is death if you take it now

As you scream into the web of silence
There is nothing that can save you now

Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise, awake
The King in Crimson, crimson comes

As you scream into the web of silence
There is nothing that can save you now

Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise, awake
The King in Crimson comes
Arise, awake
The King in Crimson, crimson comes

To your window he comes
At your window I come


Chemical Wedding
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
Shed the guilt of former days

Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the waves come rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out its hand

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day

Floating in the endless blue
My seed of doubt I leave to you
Let it wither on the ground
Treat it like a plague you found

All my dreams that were outside
In living colour, now alive
And all the lighthouses
Their beams converge to guide me home

And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
Our Chemical wedding day


Gates of Urizen
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

As above, so below
All things come from the one
Now you are the victim
Carried by the wind, rooted in the ground

If you want to learn the secrets
Close your eyes
The ladder falls away

At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin

In every woman is a man
From the moon come silver ghosts
Spectres of the blood
From my spirit comes the darkness
From the void, the crimson fortress rises

At the gates of Urizen
The ladder falls away
At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin

At the gates of Urizen
The ladder falls away

At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin
At the gates of Urizen
The gates of Urizen
The gates of Urizen
At the gates...


Killing Floor
(Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith)

So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime, and all is night
You've never been held by the hand of God
Who's rocking the cradle, if he is not?

He turned the oil into his blood
Panzer divisions burning in the mud
The stain of freedom, he's washed it out
Who's rocking the cradle, I have no doubt

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The darker side of ecstasy

Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan, his fires burn no more
Satan has left his killing floor

So now it's dreamtime for you tonight
So now it's dreamtime, and all is quiet
You've never been held by the hand of god
Who's rocking your cradle, if he is not?

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The never-ending breath goodbye

Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor
Satan, his fires burn no more
Satan is coming back for more

Satan has left his killing floor
Satan has left his killing floor


Book of Thel
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z. / Eddie Casillas)

The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head
Melting from the inside now
Waxy tears run down your face

The whore that never told her tale
Relives it every night with you
Far off stands the lamb and waits
For the wolf to come and end its life

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

Serpent on the altar now
Has wrapped itself around your spine
So you look into its mouth
And you kiss the pearly fangs divine

Happy that your end is swift
The weeping virgin cries in bliss
The snake and priestess, they are one
The veil of flesh is ripped undone

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light?

The burning sweat of poison tears
The river flowing red with blood
The cradle-robbing hand of death
Caresses every dreaming head

Waiting for the marriage hearse
To take you to the funeral pyre
So you burn the family tree
The generations burning higher

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light

By the dawning of the dead
By the dawning of the dead
By the dawning of the dead
By the dawning of the dead


Tears of the Dragon
(Bruce Dickinson)

For too long now, there were secrets in my mind
For too long now, there were things I should have said
In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building, and I can't stay away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was, I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was, I had tears I couldn't cry
My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Slowly I awake, slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me


Laughing in the Hiding Bush
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z. / Austin Dickinson)

There's a sinister game the children play
When they get to the end of each school day
They spend their lives getting ready for the kill

Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes?
Who remembers today to fly their flags?
I couldn't say I loved you like I did before

Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, it's a laughing attack
The joker is back, he's wild in the pack, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush, he's wild in the pack
Laughing in the hiding bush, the joker is back


Accident of Birth
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

Journey back to the dark side, back into the womb
Back to where the spirits move like vapor from the tomb
The center of the cyclone, blowing out the sun
Break the shackles of your union to the light

I might’ve had a brother
As I was born, they dragged him under
To the other side of twilight
He’s waiting for me now

Nativity was lost on me
I didn’t ask, I couldn’t see
What created me?
What and where and how?

Welcome home, it’s been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home, we’ve opened up the gates
Welcome home, to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home, to an accident of birth

Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing
There’s nothing you can do about your shadows
You can fight us, you are like us
And your body will betray you
Lay down and die like all the others

Where are the angels and their wings of freedom?
Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through

Welcome home, it’s been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home, we’ve opened up the gates
Welcome home, to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home, to an accident of birth

Vision’s growing dim as the daylight fades away
A spinning, twisting black hole, it’s your dying day

Welcome home, it’s been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home, we’ve opened up the gates
Welcome home, to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home, to an accident of birth


The Tower
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

There are twelve commandments
There are twelve divisions
Twelve are the pagans who have mapped the sky

In the outer circle
To the inner sanctum
From the octave at the end of time

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
And the hanged man smiles

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
Let the fool decide

In the atom circle
Where we break the stars
Hammer into anvil, stuffing out the sun

Witness all the killing
See the birth of Mars
Our religion thrown into the fire

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
The hanged man smiles

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
The magician laughs

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
And the priestess kneels

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
Let the fool decide

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
And the hanged man smiles

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
Let the fool decide

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
The priestess kneels to receive

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided
The magician laughs


Darkside of Aquarius
(Bruce Dickinson / Roy Z.)

The first hellrider came
On wings of plenty in the dark
Poured out his poison
And he blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming
Mothers, hide your sons

The second hellrider came
From flaming seas and molten sands
Pipers playing Hell’s commands
Poured out his poison
With his promises of promised lands
Blackened tongues of lying leaders

Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma’s running out of time
Here come the riders as the wheel of Dharma’s running out of time

The third hellrider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother men
And the fourth hellrider waits
On an acid trip for an acid world
Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men
Throw some scary Tarot cards

Here come the riders, as the wheel of Dharma’s running out of time
Here come the riders, as the revolution's stepping into line
The darkside of Aquarius has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders, as the wheel of Dharma's running out of time

From the starlit sky, on a silver sea
A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me

Gotta move, gotta move, gotta push that wheel right around
Gotta move, gotta move, gotta push that wheel right around

Push the wheel of Dharma
Push the wheel of Dharma

Gotta move the wheel of Dharma
Gotta move the wheel of Dharma


Road to Hell
(Bruce Dickinson / Adrian Smith)

Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding
Like a swirling vulture on your face

Every hour the unseen rays devour
Your screaming eyes cry out but they are blind

Father, forgive me my sins
Give me the nails, I’ll hammer them in

The road to hell is full of good intentions
Say farewell, we may never meet again
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Down the left-hand highway with no sinister regrets

Brave new world of secret fantasy
That hovers just beyond your bloody grasp
Close enough to thrill, the danger of the kill
Price for failure of your will

Father, forgive us our sins
Cause we’re all the junkies who never can win

The road to hell is full of good intentions
Say farewell, we may never meet again
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Down the left-hand highway with no sinister regrets

Father, forgive me my sins
Give me the nails, I’ll hammer them in

The road to hell is full of good intentions
Parody of hope is the one that I must kill
We all have to live with our family inventions
Down the left-hand highway with no sinister regrets

The road to hell is full of good intentions
Say farewell, we may never meet again
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Down the left-hand highway with no sinister regrets