CHILDREN OF THE DAMNED
Si ayer mismo hablaba en el blog de una de las más grandes bandas del panorama metálico internacional de cualquier época hoy traigo a otra que no se queda atrás, otra de las fundamentales, de las eternas, de las que reunen solo opiniones positivas de cualquier metalhead a lo largo y ancho del globo, una de esas bandas a las que no cuesta retornar ciclicamente, más aún si nos referimos a la parte inicial de su carrera, prácticamente una época perfecta obra tras obra. Hoy recurro una vez más a su primera obra con Dickinson a la cabeza en funciones vocales tras la salida de Paul DiAnno, un cambio que coincidiría con la explosión definitiva del grupo en la escena internacional, disparados al estrellato del que ya no descenderían hasta hoy mismo. Esta tercera obra de estudio de la banda, "The number of the beast", de 1982, sigue siendo un importantísimo disco dentro del universo del heavy metal, obra fundamental de la que casi podríamos escoger cada canción con garantía de éxito, por lo que hoy quiero escoger otro de sus temas, hoy uno algo menos recurrente como es "Children of the Damned" de la que dejo un enlace a youtube.
He’s walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
He’s walking like a dead man
If he had lived, he would have crucified us all
Now he’s standing on his last step
He thought oblivion well it beckons us all
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Now it’s burning his hands, he’s turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He’s dust on the ground, what did we learn?
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
You’re children of the damned
Your back’s against the wall
You turn into the light
You’re burning in the night
You’re children of the damned
Like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light
You’ll burn again tonight
Children of the damned!
But watch his eyes burn you away
Black holes in his golden stare
God knows he wants to go home
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
He’s walking like a dead man
If he had lived, he would have crucified us all
Now he’s standing on his last step
He thought oblivion well it beckons us all
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Children of the damned
Now it’s burning his hands, he’s turning to laugh
Smiles as the flame sears his flesh
Melting his face, screaming in pain
Peeling the skin from his eyes
Watch him die according to plan
He’s dust on the ground, what did we learn?
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
Uoh-uo-oh-oh-oh-oh
You’re children of the damned
Your back’s against the wall
You turn into the light
You’re burning in the night
You’re children of the damned
Like candles watch them burn
Burning in the light
You’ll burn again tonight
Children of the damned!
By Nash
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