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- stand alone in this desolate space
in death they are truly alive
massacred innocence, evil took place
the angels were burning inside
centuries later i wonder why
what secret they took to their grave
still burning heretics under our skies
religion's still burning inside
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
as we kill them all so god will know his own
the innocents died for the pope on his throne
catholic greed and its paranoid zeal
curse of the grail and the blood of the cross
templar believers with blood on their hands
joined in the chorus to kill on demand
burned at the stake for their soul's liberty
to stand with the cathars, to die and be free
the book of old testament crippled and black
satan - his weapon is lust
leaving this evil damnation of flesh
back to the torture of lies
the perfect ones willingly died at the stake
and all of their followers slain
as for the knowledge of god they had claimed
religion's still burning inside
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
templar believers with blood on their hands
joined in the chorus to kill on command
burned at the stake for their soul's liberty
still running herretics under our skies
as we kill them all so god know his own
laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
the eye in the triangle smiling with sin
no passover feast for the cursed within
facing the sun as they went to their grave
burn like a dog or you live like a slave
death is the price for your soul's liberty
to stand with the cathars and to die and be free
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
at the gates and the walls of montsegur
blood on the stones of the citadel
şeklinde sözleri olan iron maiden şarkısı...
(bkz. dance of death)(8844455, 28.04.2004 02:31 ~ 21.04.2007 17:08)
- çok güçlü ve gaz bir şarkıdır.albümün en iyilerindendir.*dinlerken yerinde oturtmaz insanı.
(olty, 22.04.2007 22:32 ~ 22:33)
- iron maiden'ın 1999'da bruce dickinson ve adrian smith'in dönüşü sonrası kaydedilen parçalarına göz attığımda karşımıza sürekli çıkan bir gerçek var. iyi ya da ortalama olarak nitelendirilebilecek bir parça içinde bir ya da iki dakikalık öyle bir enstrümantal geçiş oluyor ki tüm albüme bedel bir müzikal haz veriyor. kasdettiğim the trooper tarzı bir gaz ve güzellik değil, soğuk ve kocaman bir bira yerine kısa ve ani bir tekila gibi. ya da değil, anlatamadım.
işte montsegur'un 2.10 itibariyle böyle bir bölümü var, anlatılmaz yaşanır. parça da zaten kısa ve gaz iron maiden parçası konseptindedir, konserde seyircileri iyi uçuruyordu.(iao, 18.10.2008 16:46 ~ 17:05)
- gaz yapıcı özelliğe sahip bir maiden şarkısıdır.özellikle introsu gayet iyidir.yine de dance of death albümünün orta direk şarkılarından biridir.bir no more lies ya da rainmaker olamaz diye düşünüyorum.
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