The Talisman Lyrics - The Final Frontier - Iron Maiden

When I stand and look about the port 

And contemplate my life, will I ever see my countrymen again? 

As the captain calls us on the deck, I take my things and walk 

To the harbor side I glance back one last time 

Fleeing our nation, our problems we leave behind 

Ships by the tenfold sail out on the tide 

We are pleased to be out and embracing the open sea 

Free from our troubles and more free from thee 

Inheritors unfulfilled reason behind us 

We flee from what is not, what is will be 

We flee the earth and face our harsh reality 

Will death be low mist that hangs on the sea? 

We run from the evil tongues, rash judgments, selfish men 

Never to be seen on these shores again 

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As we sail into ocean size and lose sight of land 

A face of contentment around in the air 

We're off now to seek all our fortunes 

To the land of our dreams 

Riding the waves and the storm is upon us 

The winds lash the sails but the ropes keep them tight 

Off in the distance a dark cloud approaching 

None could imagine what there was to come 

No, there's no one going back, no, there's not a second chance 

As we strap onto the side, we pray to God that we won't die 

As we ride the rough seas, as we soak from the ocean waves 

I just hope for all our lives and pray that I survive 

Four ships are lost in the stormy conditions 

The spirits of the sunken crews, their phantoms follow us 

Spirits, sails, they drive us on through the all consuming waves 

Cold mortality, no weapon against these ever raging seas 

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Four leagues and ten and we hit storms again 

We just can't get away from the eye of the storm 

The birds out soar the raging storm but we cannot escape it 

Abandoned earth that we now crave is many leagues from safe 

Holding on for our dear lives and we're praying once again 

Rotten luck or just jonahed? The talisman is in my hand 

Limbs fatigued, trembling with cold, blinded from the sea spray salt 

Clasping anything we can hold, heaven's rain upon us falls 

Twenty days without a meal and ten without fresh water still 

Those that didn't die in storms, the scurvy rest did slaughter 

Westward the tide, westward we sail on 

Westward the tide, sail by the talisman 

We approach the other side of the ocean with the tide 

In our favor just for once, welcome greeting, our new land 

The elation in our hearts, the excitement in our veins 

As we sail towards the coastline of our golden promised land 

Weary limbs fatigued away, I have no life left in me 

No more strength and nothing left to give, must find the will to live 

Never thought that we could make it, truly sight of shores divine 

The sickness I am dying from, never wanted it to end this way 

Westward the tide, westward we sail on 

Westward the tide, sail by the talisman 

Westward the tide, westward we sail on 

Westward the tide, sail by the talisman