作曲 : Bruce Dickinson/Steve Harris/Adrian Smith
Yeah,Another Prophet of Disaster
Who says the ship is lost,
Another Prophet of Disater
Leaving you to count the cost.
Taunting us with Visions,
Afflicting us with fear,
Predicting War for millions,
In the hope that one appears.
No point asking when it is,
No point asking who's to go,
No point asking what's the game,
No point asking who's to blame.
'Cos if you're gonna die（if you're gonna die，if you're gonna die）
if you're gonna die（if you're gonna die）
if you're gonna die
If you're gonna die, die with your boots on,
If you're gonna try, just stick around,
Gonna cry, just move along,
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die.
In 13 the Beast is Rising,
The Frenchmen did surmise,
Through earthquakes and starvation,
The Warlord will arise.
Terror, Death, Destruction,
Pour from the Eastern sands,
But the truth of all predictions,
Is always in your hands.
SOLO
They die, With their boots on
yes they die
They Die, They die, With their boots
We die.. We die.. We.die..We die.. We.die