Iron Maiden - The Writing On The Wall

Across a painted desert lies a train of vagabonds
All that’s left of what we were it’s what we have become
Once our empires glorious
But now the empire’s gone
The dead gave us the time to live
And now our time is done

Now we are victorous
We’re become our slaves
A land of hope and glory
Buliding graveyards for the brave

Have you seen thw writing on the wall
Have you seen thw writing on the wall
Can you see the riders on the storm
Can you see tchem riding
Can you see tchem riding

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The earthquaqe is coming
But you don’t want to hear
You are just too blind to see

Have you seen thw writing on the wall
Have you seen thw writing on the wall
Can you see the riders on the storm
Can you see tchem riding
Can you see tchem riding