Maniaq

(Anderson / Howe / Wakeman / Bruford)
Carry forth as a guardian to Kingdom Come
With your daggers of the spirit
Let the dagger run
With the Fist of Fire
Be the master now
As the darkness of ages past

Riches silver and gold
In the liquid see
Cast a net can you catch
So you can't see me

As in death you can climb
Higher thru the sky
Show your wings
Surely you can fly

Fly away past the guardian to Kingdom Come
See the miracle of life
Disappear it's gone

Go carry your silver ships of light
Go carry your silver ships of light
Go carry your silver ships of life
Go carry your silver ships of life
Go carry your silver ships of life

Keep the fire in your hand
It won't let you drown
As you fly with your wings
Won't come falling down

See the flower of youth
Disappear on high
As you gather your true wings
About to fly

To be ready
To be strong
Make it run

This righteous
This wrong
This right
This love

This is how nature controls
The way of all things
this is how the angels sing
Not afraid
No, not afraid
Not afraid of this or that
Not afraid

Carry forth as a guardian to Kingdom Come
With the ghost
And the spirit
Let the fire run

Thru the darkest age
We can surely fly
Thru the darkest age
With the Fist Of Fire
Thru the darkest age
With the Fist of Fire

Podczas podjazu zaloga lotu US Air do Fort Lauderdale zle skrecila i w rezultacie stanela nos w nos z samolotem United 727. Zirytowany damski glos kontrolera zlajal zaloge US Air, krzyczac: "US Air 2771, gdzie wy jedziecie? Mowilam, z macie skrecic w prawo, na pas C! A wy skreciliscie na D! Zatrzymajcie sie natychniast. Wiem, z trudno odroznic C od D, ale sprobujcie! Ciagnac swoja tyrade do zaklopotanej zalogi, krzyczala histerycznie: Boz, wszystko popieprzyliscie! Cale wieki zajmie odkrecanie tego! Zostancie, gdzie jestescie i nie ruszajcie sie zanim nie powiem! Oczekujcie instrukcji do podjazdu za jakies pol godziny; chce zbyscie jechali dokladnie gdzie wam wskaze, kiedy wskaze i jak wam wskaze! Zrozumieliscie, US Air 2771? "Tak jest, prosze pani" odpowiedziala pokornie zaloga. Oczywiscie na czestotliwosci kontroli naziemnej zapadla smiertelna cisza. Nikt nie chcial ruszac zirytowanej pani z kontroli naziemnej w jej obecnym stanie. W kazdym kokpicie wzrastalo napiecie. I wtedy nierozpoznany pilot zlamal te cisze, pytajac: "Czy ja nie bylem kiedys z toba zonaty?"

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