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Battlefield
Through the mist and gun smoke
a tank moves left to right
driven by a faceless man
it fires into the night
through the drifting mist of time
millions march the land
chanting songs of victory
tattered banners high
Down fall the lines of men
bombs and bullets kill again
voices scream with grief and pain
on battlefield stake your claim
Far away behind the lines
the general plans attack
battlefield military precision now
direct death from afar
hero runs to save his friend
shell burst makes him dive
blood filled craters all around
take the urge to fight
The battlefield is silent now
bodies everywhere
nothing remains of the hero
but a cross on a mass grave
through the drifting mist of time
spectres march the land
chanting songs of misery
voice in no mans land
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Spirits Of The Night
Downtown the darkness falls
the gangs are standing wall to wall
someones out of reach tonight
he’s gotta run or he’s gotta fight
Spirits of the night
The gang gathers round the chosen one
he moves quick but there’s no where to run
blade flashes in the neon light
blood spattered sidewalk shining bright
Another victim of the night cries
another one who’s lost his life
one more figure down away
wild guns wait for another day
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Suicide
Living fast on rock’n’roll
shakes your mind burns your soul
can take away your will to live
unless you give it all you've got to give
Suicide tearing at your heart
suicide burning through you
Running hard you play to win
devils music fights within
telling you suicide
cannot run cannot hide
Getting scared put down the knife
a voice tells you to take your life
cant ignore the scream inside
calling out suicide!
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Casablanca
Camel train cargo heading out west
caravan of fortune on the trail to Marrakech
sultan of the desert looks at his shrinking land
countless tribes of nomads invade his precious sand
The sands of time shift slowly
in the warm wind of scirocco
the magic and the mystery
remains still in Morocco
Camel train cargo heading out east
Sahara sunset the massive golden beast
dune and dust storm slow the tired tribe
but Casablanca calls them ever onward into the night
Early morning Casbah in full Moroccan swing
African and Spaniard in hectic bargaining
dry and dusty argument with tempers getting frayed
no one cares or notices the steel of the blade
Ill equipped safaris attempt the dry terrain
but timeless trail across the void has conquered once again
men come and go many try most do or die
and ship of the desert grins and winks knowing eye
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Warriors Of Arthur
05:03
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Warriors of Arthur
In the dim and distant past an ancient pact of security
was agreed throughout the land by the king and country
warriors of Arthur ready to fight as one
unflinching faith and readiness in centuries to come
Warriors of Arthur
the day is long the time is now
let the battle commence
In the chambers of Merlin under granite out of sight
the warriors of Arthur make ready for the fight
an ancient pact at Camelot brought out and read aloud
the day is long the time is now to shake off that darkened shroud
Tyrant falls on stony ground war clashes without a sound
legends of our history stories of our destiny
fact or fiction
truth or lie
answers in the skies
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The Silent Roar
Heroes come and never go
magician wants to steal the show
apostles mouth the silent roar
anticipating the matador
one voice one shout
the choir chats the same old song
and high above the crowd he sings
as dead on time the show begins
Soul of a gypsy heart of a hunter
feet of a dancer spinning you round
face of an angel head full of stardust
you've got the eye of a dreamer
they cant hold you down
A misty place on a starry night
the stage is set for him tonight
magician falls to his knees
disciples wake and kiss the breeze
bright lights red and green
he’s the stranger they've never seen
he’s only there to blow their minds
the tragic lonely simple kind
Swinging wand of chrome and wood
to satisfy his hungry brood
blue and yellow spot him now
ten hundred pupils far below
let him thrill you while he can
a lonely simple tragic man
and high above so far away
he turns and walks the way he came
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Eyes In The Night
04:24
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Eyes in the night
The wolf he stalks his prey by night
enraged by the lunar light
you won't be safe he’s on your track
turn around and watch your back
Eyes in the night
Eyes in the night
Eyes in the night
Eyes you see them in the night
On your knees get down and pray
he’ll probably get you anyway
cold steel in his eyes
there’s something that you cant disguise
Running hard you fight for breath
one step ahead of death
stop a car jump inside
head turns to you and cries
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The Silent Roar
Heroes come and never go
magician wants to steal the show
apostles mouth the silent roar
anticipating the matador
one voice one shout
the choir chats the same old song
and high above the crowd he sings
as dead on time the show begins
Soul of a gypsy heart of a hunter
feet of a dancer spinning you round
face of an angel head full of stardust
you've got the eye of a dreamer
they cant hold you down
A misty place on a starry night
the stage is set for him tonight
magician falls to his knees
disciples wake and kiss the breeze
bright lights red and green
he’s the stranger they've never seen
he’s only there to blow their minds
the tragic lonely simple kind
Swinging wand of chrome and wood
to satisfy his hungry brood
blue and yellow spot him now
ten hundred pupils far below
let him thrill you while he can
a lonely simple tragic man
and high above so far away
he turns and walks the way he came
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Suicide
Living fast on rock’n’roll
shakes your mind burns your soul
can take away your will to live
unless you give it all you've got to give
Suicide tearing at your heart
suicide burning through you
Running hard you play to win
devils music fights within
telling you suicide
cannot run cannot hide
Getting scared put down the knife
a voice tells you to take your life
cant ignore the scream inside
calling out suicide!
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Battlefield
Through the mist and gun smoke
a tank moves left to right
driven by a faceless man
it fires into the night
through the drifting mist of time
millions march the land
chanting songs of victory
tattered banners high
Down fall the lines of men
bombs and bullets kill again
voices scream with grief and pain
on battlefield stake your claim
Far away behind the lines
the general plans attack
battlefield military precision now
direct death from afar
hero runs to save his friend
shell burst makes him dive
blood filled craters all around
take the urge to fight
The battlefield is silent now
bodies everywhere
nothing remains of the hero
but a cross on a mass grave
through the drifting mist of time
spectres march the land
chanting songs of misery
voice in no mans land
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Chaser
06:04
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Chaser
How you love to contradict me
nurture hate conflict within me
tear me down and break the rules
then laugh and leave a broken fool
time and again I can’t resist
your wicked juice and evil mist
Liquid loser
A hundred thousand thoughts invade
not leaving till the price is paid
infiltrating and misleading
my self respect lies smashed and bleeding
blinding rage yet calm within
then you commit the final sin
While others laugh you tempt me still
pretend I'm climbing up the hill
while all he while i’m falling down
and dancing on your sacred ground
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Hungry Oceans
07:13
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Hungry Oceans
Living on hungry oceans
taming wind and wild sea
watching out on all horizons
evil in their eyes
the mist had come down around us
Galleon blazing from each gun port
jolly roger flying high
cannon hot from dealing death
as screams of pain now fill the sky
broadside shakes the humble vessel
cannon fire tears out its heart
grappling hooks pull deck to deck
as hand to hand the combat starts
On hungry oceans
on hungry oceans
Cutlass scorching through flesh
of trader shocked and unprepared
captain cries out and surrenders
those alive are fighting scared
gold encrusted jewelled handles
treasure chest of wealth untold
grappling hooks pull deck to deck
hoist the flag break down the holds
The captain turns and leaves his ship
the battle now he has lost
mighty were the men who fought
mighty too was the cost
suddenly he pulls a knife
and all his men call out a plea
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Can I Be The Hero (Live)
03:30
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Can I Be The Hero
Life on the streets is so very bitter
can you feel the desperation
i am the child of a happy home
whats the chance of getting through to you
Can I be the hero
A situation that’s foreign to me
Can I be the hero
Pressing for change is a difficult business
Trying to force the folks to change their minds
Give me a chance and I’ll show you my colours
I hope they’ll be a colour that matches yours
Why should the people know any better
Do they know the dangers that they face
Give me the power to change direction
I’ll lead you to a better way of life
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No One Screams (Live)
04:44
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No One Screams
Back to back facing out
No one move one shout
If they can hear you
We can hear you
Don’t let anybody out
Third world victims breath your last
put your hunger in the past
Say farewell to all your cares
Forget your problems say your prayers
Say goodbye to the human race
we don’t need you we need the space
Upside down, looking round
we can’t see what we have found
Nothing sacred burning hatred
Scattered ashes on the breeze
Looking round what we’ve found
We can see all around
If they find you they will kill you
Raze your village to the ground
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Souvenirs (Live)
05:02
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Souvenirs
They’re coming home
Could be tomorrow
Some won’t return
Cry grieve and sorrow
News, comin’ across the radio
Your son aint comin’ home
Be brave son and fight the war
Be brave son bring a souvenir
Be brave son and fight the war
Be brave son bring a souvenir
They’re not comin’ home
No more tomorrows
They died alone
More were to follow
News came across the telephone
Your son aint comin’ home
You were brave son x 4
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Crisis Macclesfield, UK
Originally formed in 1980 and toured UK up until splitting in 1990. Reformed in 2012 to write new material and perform a mix
of old and new songs. "Russ Meehan’s characteristic tone establishes the band’s sound that isn’t guitar driven, but still has some fine riffs and solos here and there and it’s totally full of energy and tense"
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