Invaders

(Harris)

Longboats have been sighted,
the evidence of war has begun
Many Nordic fighting men
their swords and shields all gleam in the sun.
Call to arms defend yourselves,
get ready to stand and fight for your lives,
Judgement day has come around,
so be prepared don't run stand your ground

They're coming in from the sea
They've come the enemy
Beneath the blazing sun
The battle has to be won
Invaders ... Pillaging
Invaders ... Looting

Set ablaze the camp fires
alert the other men from inland.
Warning must be given,
there's not enough men here for a stand.
The Vikings are too many,
too powerful to take on our own
We must have reinforcements,
we cannot fight this battle alone

They're coming over the hill
They've come to attack.
They're coming in for the kill
There's no turning back
Invaders ... Fighting
Invaders ... Marauding

Axes grind and maces clash,
as wounded fighters fall to the ground.
Severed limbs and fatal woundings,
bloody corpses lay all around
The smell of death and burning flesh,
the battle weary fight to the end
The Saxons have been overpowered,
victims of the mighty Norsemen

You'd better scatter and run.
The battle's lost and not won.
You'd better get away.
To fight another day.
Invaders ... Raping
Invaders ... Plundering

Children Of The Damned

(Harris)

He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of The Damned
(repeat another 3 times)

He's walking like a dead man
If he had lived he would crucified us all
Now he's standing on the last step
He thought oblivion, well it beckons us all
Children of The Damned
(repeat another 3 times)

Now it's burning his hands, he's turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He's dust on ground what did we learn

You're Children of The Damned,
Your back's against the wall.
You turn into the light
You're Children of The Damned,
Like candles watch them burn.
Burning in the light,
You'll burn again tonight.
You're Children of The Damned.

The Prisoner

Smith / Harris)

I'm on the run, I'll kill to eat,
Starving now, feeling dead on my feet
Going all the way, I'm a nature's beast
Do what I want, I do as I please

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

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 defence
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

Run, you're gotta 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 number, I'm a free man
I'll live my life how I want to
You'd bettor scratch me
from your black book
'Cause I'll run rings round you

22 Acacia Avenue

(The continuing saga of Charlot The Harlot)
(Harris / Smith)

If you're feeling down depressed and lonely,
I know a place where we can go
22 Acacia Avenue, meet a lady we I know
So if you're looking for a good time,
And you're prepared to pay the price.
Fifteen quid is all she asks for
Everybody's got their vice.

If you're waiting for a long time,
for the rest to do their piece.
You can tell her that you know me,
and you might even get it free.
So any time you're down the East End,
don't you hesitate to go,
You can take my honest word for it,
she'll teach you more than you can know.

Charlotte can't you get out from all of this madness
Can't you see it only brings you sadness
When you entertain your men
don't you know the risk of getting disease

Some day when you're reaching the age of forty
I bet you'll regret the days when you were laying
Nobody then will want to know
You won't have any beautiful wares to show any more

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Charlotte isn't it time you stopped this mad life
Don't you ever think about the bad times
Why do you have to live this way
Do you enjoy your lay or is it the pay

Sometimes when you're strolling down the avenue
The way you walk it makes men think of having you
When you're walking down the street
Everybody stops and turns to stare at you

22 the avenue that's the place where we all go
You will find it's warm inside the red light's burning bright tonight

Beat her, mistreat her, do anything that you please
Bite her, excite her, make her get down
on her knees
Abuse her, misuse her, she can take all
that you've got
Caress her, molest her, she always doest
what you want

You're running away, don't you know
what you're doing
Can't you see it'll lead you to ruin
Charlotte you've taken your life and
you've thrown it away.
You believe that because what you're earning
Your life 's good, don't you know that you're hurting
All the people that love you, don't cast them aside
All the men that are constantly drooling
It's no life for you, stop all that screwing
You're packing your bags and you're
coming with me

The Number Of The Beast

(Harris)

I left alone, my mind was blank.
I needed time to get the memories from my mind.

What did I see, can I believe
That what I saw last night was real
and not just fantasy.

Just what I saw in, my old dreams,
Were they reflections of my warped mind
staring back at me.

'Cause in my dream it's always there,
The evil face that twists my mind and brings
me to despair.

The night was black, was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me
In the mist, dark figures move and twist
Was this all for real, or some kind of hell.
666 the number of the beast.
Hell and fire was spawned to be released.

Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
As they start to cry, hands held to the sky.
In the night, the fires burning bright
The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done.
666 the number of the beast.
Sacrifice is going on tonight

This can't go on, I must inform the law.
Can this still be real or some crazy dream
but I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerise me ... can't avoid their eyes
666 the number of the beast.
666 the one for you and me.

I'm coming back, I will return,
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn.
I have the fire, I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take it's course.

Run To The Hills

(Harris)

White man came across the sea,
Brought us pain and misery.
Killed our tribes, killed our creed,
Took our game for his own need.

We fought him hard, we fought him well,
Out on the plains we gave him hell.
But many came, too much for Cree,
Oh will we ever be set free?

Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes,
Galloping hard on the plains.
Chasing the redskins back to their holes,
Fighting them at their own game.
Murder for freedom, the stab in the back.
Women and children and cowards attack.

Run to the hills, run for your lives
Run to the hills, run for your lives

Soldier blue in the barren wastes
Hunting and killing for game.
Raping the women and wasting the men,
The only good Indians are tame
Selling them whiskey and taking their gold,
Enslaving the young and destroying the old.

Run to the hills, run for your lives
(repeat to end)

Gangland

(Smith / Burr)

Shadows may hide you but also may be your grave.
You're running today, maybe tomorrow you'll be saved.
You pray for daylight to save you for a while.
You wonder if your children will face the killer's smile

Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murder's up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where the jail birds die.

Face at the window leers into your own
But it's only your reflection, still you tremble in your bones.
How long can you hide? How long till they come?
A rat in a trap but you've got to survive.

Once you were glad to be free for a while.
The air tasted good and the world was your friend.
Then came the day when the hard times began.
Now your alone but alive for how long?

A knife at your throat, another body on the pile.
A contract to keep and it's service with a smile.
Murder for vengeance or murder for gain.
Death on the streets or a blacked out jail

Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - murders up for sale.
Dead men - tell no tales,
In Gangland - where jail birds die.

In Gangland you tell no tales.

Total Eclipse

(Harris / Murray / Burr)
(New in enhanced CD)

Cold as steel the darkness wait its hour will come.
A cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun.
Mother nature's black revenge on those who waste her life.
War babies in the garden of Eden,
Shall turn our ashes to ice.

Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires.
Sunrise has gone numbing our desires.

Around the world the people stop,
With terror stricken eyes.
A shadow cast upon them all,
To crush them like a fly.
In the icy rain and whiplashed seas,
There's nowhere left to run
The hammer blows of winter fall like a huricane.

Around the world the nations wait,
For some wise word from their leading light.
You know it isn't only madmen who listen to fools.
Is this the end, the millions cried,
Clutching their riches as they died.
Those who survive must weather the storm.

Gone are the days when man looked down.
They've taken awayhis sacred crown.
To be set free, it took so long.
It's not journey' end, it's just begun.

Hallowed Be Thy Name

(Harris)

I'm waiting in my cold cel,l when the bell begins to chime.
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time.
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows pole,
The sands of time for me are running low.

When the priest comes to read me the last rites,
I take a look through the bars at the last sights,
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me.

Can it be that there's some sort of an error.
Hard to stop the surmounting terror.
Is it really the end, not some crazy dream.

Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming,
It's not easy to stop from screaming,
The words escape me when I try to speak.
Tears flow but why am I crying,
After all I'm not afraid of dying.
Don't I believe that there never is an end.

As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Somebody cries from a cell "God be with you".
If there's a God then why has he let me go?

As I walk all my life drifts before me,
Though the end is near I'm not sorry.
Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away.

Mark my words believe my soul lives on.
Don't worry now that I have gone.
I've gone beyond to see the truth.

When you know that your time is close at hand.
Maybe then you'll begin to understand,
Life down here is just a strange illusion