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The Longest Day (2015 Remaster)
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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Iron Maiden
Iron Maiden
Interprète
Adrian Smith
Adrian Smith
Guitare électrique
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Chant
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Basse
Nicko McBrain
Nicko McBrain
Batterie
Dave Murray
Dave Murray
Guitare
Janick Gers
Janick Gers
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Paroles
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Paroles/Composition
Adrian Smith
Adrian Smith
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Co‑production
Drew Griffiths
Drew Griffiths
Ingénierie
Ade Emsley
Ade Emsley
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Tony Newton
Tony Newton
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kevin Shirley
Kevin Shirley
Production
Alex MacKenzie
Alex MacKenzie
Assistance d’ingénierie

Paroles

In the gloom the gathering storm abates In the ships gimlet eyes await The call to arms to hammer at the gates To blow them wide throw evil to its fate All summers long the drills to build the machine To turn men from flesh and blood to steel From paper soldiers to bodies on the beach From summer sands to armageddon's reach Overlord, your master not your god The enemy coast dawning grey with scud These wretched souls puking, shaking fear To take a bullet for those who sent them here The world's alight, the cliffs erupt in flame No escape, remorseless shrapnel rains Drowning men no chance for a warrior's fate A choking death enter hell's gates Sliding we go, only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through The rising dead, faces bloated torn They are relieved, the living wait their turn Your number's up, the bullet's got your name You still go on, to hell and back again Valhalla waits, valkyries rise and fall The warrior tombs, lie open for us all A ghostly hand reaches through the veil Blood and sand, we will prevail Sliding we go, only fear on our side To the edge of the wire And we rush with the tide Oh the water is red With the blood of the dead But I'm still alive Pray to God I survive How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through How long on this longest day 'Til we finally make it through
Writer(s): Stephen Percy Harris, Bruce Dickinson, Adrian Frederick Smith Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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