Sonata Arctica (Iron Maiden) Die With Your Boots On Lyrics

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 appears
No 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 die

If 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
13 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 hands

No point asking when it is, no point asking who's to go
No point asking what's the game

If 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 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

No 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 die

If 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 die
Die with your boots on, if you're gonna try,
well stick around, gonna cry, just move along
If you're gonna die

If 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
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Muere con las Botas Puestas

Otro profeta de desastre
Que dice que la nave está perdída
Otro profeta de desastre
Dejandoque tu cuentes los daños
Burlandose de nosotros con sus visiones
Afligiéndonos con miedo
Prediciendo guerra por millones
En la esperanza que parezca

No tiene caso preguntar cuando será
No tiene caso preguntar quien irá
No tiene caso preguntar cual es el juego
No tiene caso preguntar quien es el culpable

Pues si vas a morir, si vas a morir
Pues si vas a morir, si vas a morir

Si vas a morir, muere con las botas puestas
Si lo vas a intentar, espera por ahi
Vas a gritar, sólo muévete
Si vas a morir, moriras

El 13 la bestia se levanta
El francés lo p___osticó
Entre terremotos y hambruna
El señor de la guerra surgirá
Terror, muerte, destrucción
Venido de las arenas del este
Pero la verdad de todas las predicciones
Estará siempre en tus manos