1. Inertia (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
2. Faith (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)
3. Innerspace (Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson / Chris Dale)
4. The Prisoner (Steve Harris / Adrian Smith)

Recorded live in Pamplona and Gerona, Spain - May 31 and June 1, 1996
Recorded by Peter Vink
Engineered by Henk Blankevoort and Apple Van Else

Inertia
(Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)

These are the pictures
These are the feelings from the front line

Living in silence
Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke

Smiling with strangers
Counting the days like a spring coiled up inside

Welcome to your future
Welcome to your book of lies

Fingers crawl through pages
Nothing changes, living here

Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die

A ragged pile of silent accusers
Smell the blood of strangers here
No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste
The mouth of the maggot is full of this place

Murdered conscience, the pressure is crushing heads
Like paper lanterns now
Unbreakable grip, a dead hand driving us
Forward to the end

Kicking through the traces
A thousand years from now

Inertia, no wish to think at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die

Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die

Faith
(Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson)

You knew I wouldn't go
That's why you threatened me
Would I stay?

Said I was sick, and I'd be alone
Said my mind was not my own
I didn't learn

You crawled up on your knees
A victim's pretty-please
Would I stay? Would I stay?
And I stayed

How many more times
Till I broke down from that guilty mess?
You taught me to hate to love you
That's because you love to hate yourself

I wish it had a happy end
Like the fairy tales pretend
There can be

But things are not the same
When your life love was a game
Of make-believe

You've got everything you want
But not everything you need
And it's true
You receive what you achieve

How many screaming fights, tears of rage
Until it ended?
How many more times till I say who I am
And don't pretend?

How many more times
Till I broke out of that guilty mess?
How many more times till I say who I am
I don't pretend?

Innerspace
(Bruce Dickinson / Alex Dickson / Chris Dale)

I see the scars of action all writhing 'round your face
Too much inactivity and home's a lonely place
Throw away your beauty cause you know that it won't last
Throw away your present, you've been living in the past

C'mon, take a trip with me
Across the bridge of lunacy
Fire up some beast and ride the skywaves

I've thrown away my images, they're all so distant now
Discovery was a stranger then, welcome to my house
Whatever demons torture me, I love them like a friend
Nothing lasts forever but the certainty of change

I'd rather move around and be
Than figure out life and what it means
Fire up some beast and ride the skywaves
Don't wanna waste my time on you
If you can't travel this way too
Fire up some beast, we'll ride the skywaves

And when the fireball's work is done
And we are part of the nuclear one
The whole damn thing begins again
Our glory days have just begun
A fiery sideslip, then we're gone
I'll see ya Monday morning

Anyway, I'm coming back
Anyway, I'm coming back

The Prisoner
(Steve Harris / Adrian Smith)

On the run, kill to eat
You're starving now, you're dead on your feet
Going all the way, nature's beast
Do what I want, as I please

Run, fight to breathe, it's tough
Now you see me, now you don't
Break the walls, I'm coming out

I'm not a prisoner, I'm a free man
And my blood is my own now
Don't care where the past was
I know where I'm going ... out

If you kill me, it's self-defense
If I kill you, then I call it vengeance
Spit in your eye, I will defy
You'll be afraid when I call out your name

I'm not a number, I'm a free man
I'll live my life how I want to
You'd better scratch me from your black book
'Cos I'll run rings 'round you