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Paschendale
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Paschendale est sorti le 3 septembre 2003 par Sanctuary Records dans le cadre de l'album Dance of Death (2015 Remaster)
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Date de sortie3 septembre 2003
LabelSanctuary Records
LangueEnglish
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM

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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Iron Maiden
Iron Maiden
Interprète
Adrian Smith
Adrian Smith
Guitare
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Guitare basse, Claviers
Nicko McBrain
Nicko McBrain
Batterie
Dave Murray
Dave Murray
Guitare
Janick Gers
Janick Gers
Guitare
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Chant, Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Adrian Smith
Adrian Smith
Paroles/Composition, Composition
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Paroles/Composition, Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Steve Harris
Steve Harris
Co‑production
Brad Spence
Brad Spence
Assistance d’ingénierie
Drew Griffiths
Drew Griffiths
Ingénierie
Ade Emsley
Ade Emsley
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Tony Newton
Tony Newton
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Tim Young
Tim Young
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Kevin Shirley
Kevin Shirley
Production, Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

[Verse 1]
In a foreign field he lay, lonely soldier, unknown grave
On his dying words he prays, "Tell the world of Paschendale"
[Verse 2]
Relive all that he's been through, last communion of his soul
Rust your bullets with his tears, let me tell you 'bout his years
[Verse 3]
Laying low in a blood-filled trench, killing time till my very own death
On my face I can feel the falling rain, never see my friends again
[Verse 4]
In the smoke, in the mud and lead, smell the fear and the feeling of dread
Soon be time to go over the wall, rapid fire and end of us all
[Verse 5]
Whistles, shouts, and more gun fire, lifeless bodies hang on barbed wire
Battlefield nothing but a bloody tomb, be reunited with my dead friends soon
[Verse 6]
Many soldiers eighteen years, drown in mud no more tears
Surely a war no one can win, killing time about to begin
[Verse 7]
Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again
[Verse 8]
The bodies of ours and our foes, the sea of death it overflows
In no man's land God only knows, into jaws of death we go
[Verse 9]
Crucified as if on a cross, Allied troops they mourn their loss
German war propaganda machine such before has never been seen
[Verse 10]
Swear I heard the angels cry, pray to God no more may die
So that people know the truth, tell the tale of Paschendale
[Verse 11]
Cruelty has a human heart, every man does play his part
Terror of the men we kill, the human heart is hungry still
[Verse 12]
I stand my ground for the very last time, gun is ready as I stand in line
Nervous wait for the whistle to blow, rush of blood and over we go
[Verse 13]
Blood is falling like the rain
Its crimson cloak unveils again
The sound of guns can't hide their shame
And so we die in Paschendale
[Verse 14]
Dodging shrapnel and barbed wire, running straight at cannon fire
Running blind as I hold my breath, say a prayer, symphony of death
[Verse 15]
As we charge the enemy lines, a burst of fire and we go down
I choke a cry but no one hears, feel the blood go down my throat
[Verse 16]
Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again
[Verse 17]
Home, far away
From the war, a chance to live again
Home, far away
But the war, no chance to live again
[Verse 18]
See my spirit on the wind
Across the lines, beyond the hill
Friend and foe will meet again
Those who died at Paschendale
Written by: Adrian Smith, Steve Harris
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