Another prophet of disaster who says the ship is lost
Another prophet of disaster leaving you to count the cost
Taunting us with visions, afflicting us with fear
Predicting war for millions in the hope that one appearsNo 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
'Cause if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die, if you're gonna dieIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on
If you're gonna try, well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die13 the beast is rising, the Frenchman 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 handsNo point asking when it is, no point asking who's to go
No point asking what's the gameIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on
If you're gonna try, well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die, gonna dieDie with your boots on, if you're gonna try
Well, stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna dieNo 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 dieIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on
If you're gonna try, well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die, gonna dieDie with your boots on, if you're gonna try
Well, stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna dieIf you're gonna die, die with your boots on
If you're gonna try, well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die, you're gonna die
Songwriters
DICKINSON, BRUCE / HARRIS, STEPHEN PERCY / SMITH, ADRIAN FREDERICKPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group