Iron Maiden - Darkest Hour lyrics
Iron Maiden [Steve Harris, Dave Murray, Adrian Smith, Bruce Dickinson, Nicko McBrain, Janick Gers] London, England 🇬🇧
[Iron Maiden - Darkest Hour lyrics]
We buried our sons, we turned and fled
No growing old, the glorious dead
But we came back because one man said
Now on the beaches, the blood runs red
I faced them down the only one
I stood alone and warned the day would come
But they were wrong, appeasers everyone
And not for the last time we all stand alone
I watch the sun move away
As I embrace the night
And my black dog has it's day
For six long yеars, you shall not pass
Barbarians at the gates we will ovеrcome
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
The darkest hour
To blaze in glory like a dying sun
One last burning giant till Jupiter moves on
Turn the ploughshares into swords
You sons of Albion awake
Defend this sacred land
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
The darkest hour
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
Before the dawn the darkest hour
No growing old, the glorious dead
But we came back because one man said
Now on the beaches, the blood runs red
I faced them down the only one
I stood alone and warned the day would come
But they were wrong, appeasers everyone
And not for the last time we all stand alone
I watch the sun move away
As I embrace the night
And my black dog has it's day
For six long yеars, you shall not pass
Barbarians at the gates we will ovеrcome
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
The darkest hour
To blaze in glory like a dying sun
One last burning giant till Jupiter moves on
Turn the ploughshares into swords
You sons of Albion awake
Defend this sacred land
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
The darkest hour
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
Here I sit in a serenade of glory
Naked by the throne of kings
You sowed the wind
And now you reap the whirlwind
Before the dawn the darkest hour
Before the dawn the darkest hour