
Iron Maiden
The Trooper (1983)
The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run
The mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race towards the human wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the Russians fire another round
We get so near, yet so far away
We won’t live to fight another day
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We get so close, near enough to fight
When a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow
A burst of rounds takes my horse below
And as I lay there, gazing at the sky
My body’s numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear, I draw my parting groan
Iron Maiden knows. Hell, they always know.
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