Free
I'm free. The blood on my hands are gone.
The Final Countdown
0.
He stands!
Behold, his glory, his might, his hands!
Outreached, power overwhelming!
The masses yearn, thirst, for his wisdom, his meaning!
He shouts!
Over the mountains, tree tops, aligned with the sky, no doubt!
Nothing can touch him, no bleamish on his olive skin!
No error can mark him, no fault can marr the spirit within!
He bends!
Forward, straining to see over the edge, full view of xen!
Black whirling, shot up, terrified but muffled, clasping his maw!
He falls!
The Final Countdown
1.
It seemed only like yesterday
When we were young, oh how we play
Our lives, happy times always there for you and me
We are the ones; we are free
It seemed like just a few hours ago
That you came around and told me so
The black veil you used to shroud me, pull me apart
Icy fingers seeked to seep into my heart
It seemed like your few living minutes are up
When you came around to patch things up
Stupid I may be; but not a blind eye
Its writhing and bleeding in your every lie
It seemed like you're a few seconds late
But you think can change fate
So, I will come, with the pointy reckoning in the night
Because, my friend, its time, to die
The Final Countdown
2.
Life's slipping away for thee
It's not the way you thought it to be
Trying hard to understand
What it takes to be a man
Tell you what, my friend
I'm going to tell you what it takes to be a man
Take all intergrity take some pride
Take all clarity take some might
Take all necessity take some gravity
Take all honesty take some emnity
Take all kindness take some dare
Take all goodness take some flair
There, you have it
This is probably all that you will need
You will have to understand this, 'cos
Being a man is not just about having a dick and balls
The Final Countdown
3.
Its the final countdown here
Its your last year
Its now or never
Don't live to regret forever
You've got what you wanted
Everything's already sorted
You should say goodbye
Like everything's all right
Your prescence have been truly felt
Hearts are burning for you; they will not melt
I'm writhing under your miasmatic sheets
Lift them up so that I can breathe, this I plead
Don't look back; this is your fate
Its always already too late
Say goodbye now; this my plea
Everything would be all right, for me