Letra: Harris - Smith - Dickinson    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, die with your boots on  If you're gonna try, just stick around  Gonna cry, just move along  If you're gonna die, you're gonna die    In 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  Nooooo    If you're gonna die, die with your boots on  If you're gonna try, just stick around  Gonna cry, just move along  If you're gonna die, you're gonna die    If you're gonna die, die with your boots on  If you're gonna try, just stick around  Gonna cry, just move along  If you're gonna die, you're gonna die    Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh    Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh Oh Oh  Oh Oh    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    If you're gonna die...  If you're gonna die, die with your boots on  If you're gonna try, just stick around  Gonna cry, just move along  If you're gonna die, you're gonna die    If you're gonna die, die with your boots on  If you're gonna try, just stick around  Gonna cry, just move along  If you're gonna die, you're gonna die