Jan 7, 2009, 6:37 PM

Iron Maiden – The Fugitive 

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Iron Maiden – The Fugitive
On a cold October morning
As frost lay on the ground
Waiting to make my move
I make no sound
Waiting for the mist to cover all around
I carefully picked my time
then took the wall
I'm sick and tired of running
The hunger and the pain
A stop to look about then off again
Being at the wrong place ...

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