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Iron Maiden
Hear the rime of the ancient mariner
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the Sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody’s been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God’s name
Hoping good luck it brings
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice
And the albatross follows on
The Mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he’s done
But when the fog clears
They justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime
Sailing on and on and North
Across the sea
Sailing on and on and North
’Til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck
On the Mariner
About his neck the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on
At sea
And the curse goes on and on
For them and me
"Day after day, day after day,
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water everywhere
And all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere
Nor any drop to drink."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
(1798–1834)
There, calls the Mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail
With no wind in her sails and no tide?
See... onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun
See... she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there’s two
Death and she Life in Death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the Mariner
And he belongs to her now
Then... crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She... She Life in Death
She lets him live, her chosen one
"One after one by the star dogged moon,
Too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
And cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men,
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
They dropped down one by one."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
(1798–1834)
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished he’d die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God’s creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the Sea
Then down in falls comes the rain
Hear the groans
Of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they’re lifeless in their eyes
And revenge is still sought
Penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light
And the Mariner’s left alone
And then a boat came sailing toward him
It was a joy he could not believe
The Pilot’s boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto Him
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins
The Mariner’s bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God’s word
By his own example
That we must love
All things that God made
And the wedding guest’s
A sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on...
See his eye as he stops one of three
Mesmerises one of the wedding guests
Stay here and listen to the nightmares of the Sea
And the music plays on, as the bride passes by
Caught by his spell and the Mariner tells his tale
Driven south to the land of the snow and ice
To a place where nobody’s been
Through the snow fog flies on the albatross
Hailed in God’s name
Hoping good luck it brings
And the ship sails on, back to the North
Through the fog and ice
And the albatross follows on
The Mariner kills the bird of good omen
His shipmates cry against what he’s done
But when the fog clears
They justify him
And make themselves a part of the crime
Sailing on and on and North
Across the sea
Sailing on and on and North
’Til all is calm
The albatross begins with its vengeance
A terrible curse a thirst has begun
His shipmates blame bad luck
On the Mariner
About his neck the dead bird is hung
And the curse goes on and on
At sea
And the curse goes on and on
For them and me
"Day after day, day after day,
We stuck nor breath nor motion
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.
Water, water everywhere
And all the boards did shrink
Water, water everywhere
Nor any drop to drink."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
(1798–1834)
There, calls the Mariner
There comes a ship over the line
But how can she sail
With no wind in her sails and no tide?
See... onward she comes
Onward she nears, out of the sun
See... she has no crew
She has no life, wait but there’s two
Death and she Life in Death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the Mariner
And he belongs to her now
Then... crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
She... She Life in Death
She lets him live, her chosen one
"One after one by the star dogged moon,
Too quick for groan or sigh
Each turned his face with a ghastly pang,
And cursed me with his eye
Four times fifty living men,
(And I heard nor sigh nor groan)
With heavy thump, a lifeless lump,
They dropped down one by one."
SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE
(1798–1834)
The curse it lives on in their eyes
The Mariner he wished he’d die
Along with the sea creatures
But they lived on, so did he
And by the light of the moon
He prays for their beauty not doom
With heart he blesses them
God’s creatures all of them too
Then the spell starts to break
The albatross falls from his neck
Sinks down like lead into the Sea
Then down in falls comes the rain
Hear the groans
Of the long dead seamen
See them stir and they start to rise
Bodies lifted by good spirits
None of them speak and they’re lifeless in their eyes
And revenge is still sought
Penance starts again
Cast into a trance and the nightmare carries on
Now the curse is finally lifted
And the Mariner sights his home
Spirits go from the long dead bodies
Form their own light
And the Mariner’s left alone
And then a boat came sailing toward him
It was a joy he could not believe
The Pilot’s boat, his son and the hermit
Penance of life will fall onto Him
And the ship it sinks like lead into the sea
And the hermit shrieves the Mariner of his sins
The Mariner’s bound to tell of his story
To tell his tale wherever he goes
To teach God’s word
By his own example
That we must love
All things that God made
And the wedding guest’s
A sad and wiser man
And the tale goes on and on and on...
