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Heroes End
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I heard a human voice who sang like no one else
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I heard a proud lady singing loud
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Lived her life as she liked, didn't give a damn
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But soon she found she was underground and wasted
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I watched her hitting notes as she strutted stage
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Her body shook oh, she did her stuff
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She screamed and quake, give and take, maybe took too much
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If you take the smooth you gotta take the rough
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Why do you have to die to be a hero
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It's a shame a legend begins at its end
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Why do you have to die if you're a hero
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When there's still so many things to say unsaid
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I heard a man's guitar electrify a crowd
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I felt the sound shower 'round
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And he would take you with him where no music's been before
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As you merged the power surge together
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His music knew no limits if you were in it's wake
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You had no choice, no, but hear its voice
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And you would listen hypnotised, and in a dream
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But once so strong survive or become weak
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Why do you have to die to be a hero
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It's a shame a legend begins at its end
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Why do you have to die if you're a hero
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When there's still so many things to say unsaid
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If you gaze across timeless years you'll find them always there
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And many gods will join the list compiled with dying care
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Hungry mouths are waiting to bite the hand that feeds
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And so the living dead carry on immortal deeds
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I saw on silver screen an actor's rise to fame
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But fast car user lose
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That legend's born from death and that is such a shame
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'cos every year new ones appear
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Why do you have to die to be a hero
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It's a shame a legend begins at its end
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Why do you have to die if you're a hero
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When there's still so many things to say unsaid.
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Beyond the realms of death.
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| Judas Priest |
