Best Iron Maiden Songs

Best Iron Maiden Songs Based On Historical Events

Iron Maiden Songs have taken us on a real journey through time, from prehistory, through brutal wars…

Many musical talents have relied on the same familiar subject matter, sex, drugs, drinking, satanism and just plain face kicking rowdiness. But for the founding member of Iron Maiden and the bands most prominent songwriter Steve Harris, none of these commonplace topics ever run across his musical genius. Instead Harris invest his focus on more elaborate lyrics that are either inspired by great literary works or actual historical events. The following is what we consider to be the “Best Iron Maiden Songs Based On Historical Events.”

We hope you agree!

Song: Invaders · Album: The Number Of The Beast · 1982

According to the Anglo-Saxon Chronicles, Viking raiders struck England in 793 and raided Lindisfarne, the monastery that held Saint Cuthbert’s relics. The raiders killed the monks and captured the valuables. The raid marks the beginning of the “Viking Age of Invasion”, made possible by the Viking longship.

Lyrics: “Longboats have been sighted the evidence of war has begun. Many Nordic fighting men their swords and shields all gleam in the sun. Call to arms defend yourselves get ready to stand and fight for your lives. Judgment day has come around so be prepared don’t run stand your ground. They’re coming in from the sea, they’ve come the enemy, beneath the blazing sun, the battle has to be won. Invaders … Pillaging. Invaders … Looting. Set ablaze the campfires alert the other men from inland. Warning must be given there’s not enough men here for a stand. The Vikings are too many too powerful to take on our own. We must have reinforcements we cannot fight this battle alone. They’re coming over the hill, they’ve come to attack, they’re coming in for the kill, there’s no turning back. Invaders … Fighting. Invaders … Marauding. Axes grind and maces clash as wounded fighters fall to the ground. Severed limbs and fatal woundings bloody corpses lay all around. The smell of death and burning flesh the battle weary fight to the end. The Saxons have been overpowered victims of the mighty Norsemen. You’d better scatter and run, the battle’s lost and not won, you’d better get away, to fight another day. Invaders … Raping. Invaders … Plundering.”

Invaders (2015 Remaster)
Invaders (2015 Remaster)

 

Song: Alexander The Great · Album: Somewhere In Time · 1986

Alexander III of Macedon, commonly known as Alexander the Great, was a king of the ancient Greek kingdom of Macedon and a member of the Argead dynasty. He was born in Pella in 356 BC and succeeded his father Philip II to the throne at the age of 20.

“My son ask for thyself another Kingdom, for that which I leave is too small for thee.” – (King Philip of Macedonia – 339 B.C)

Lyrics: “Near to the east. In a part of ancient Greece. In an ancient land called Macedonia. Was born a son, to Philip of Macedon. The legend his name was Alexander. At the age of nineteen, he became the Macedon King, and he swore to free all of Asia Minor. By the Aegean Sea. In 334 B.C, he utterly beat the armies of Persia. Alexander the Great. His name struck fear into hearts of men. Alexander the Great. Became a legend ‘mongst mortal men. King Darius the third. Defeated fled Persia. The Scythians fell by the river Jaxartes. Then Egypt fell to the Macedon King as well, and he founded the city called Alexandria. By the Tigris river. He met King Darius again, and crushed him again in the battle of Arbela. Entering Babylon and Susa, treasures he found. Took Persepolis the capital of Persia. Alexander the Great. His name struck fear into hearts of men. Alexander the Great. Became a God amongst mortal men. A Phrygian King had bound a chariot yoke, and Alexander cut the ‘Gordian knot’. And legend said that who untied the knot. He would become the master of Asia. Hellenism he spread far and wide. The Macedonian learned mind, their culture was a western way of life. He paved the way for Christianity. Marching on, marching on. The battle weary marching side by side. Alexander’s army line by line. They wouldn’t follow him to India. Tired of the combat, pain and the glory. Alexander the Great. His name struck fear into hearts of men. Alexander the Great. He died of fever in Babylon.”

Alexander the Great (356-323 B.C.) (2015 Remaster)
Alexander the Great (356-323 B.C.) (2015 Remaster)

 

Song: Aces High · Album: Powerslave · 1984

Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill was a British politician, army officer, and writer. He was Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1940 to 1945, when he led Britain to victory in WWII.

We shall go on to the end. We shall fight in France. We shall fight over the seas and oceans. We shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air. We shall defend our island whatever the cost may be. We shall fight on beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds. We shall fight in the fields and in the streets. We shall fight on the hills. We shall never surrender!

Lyrics: “There goes the siren that warns of the air raid. Then comes the sound of the guns sending flak. Out for the scramble we’ve got to get airborne. Got to get up for the coming attack. Jump in the cockpit and start up the engines. Remove all the wheelblocks theres no time to waste. Gathering speed as we head down the runway. Gotta get airborne before it’s too late. Running, scrambling, flying. Rolling, turning, diving, going in again. Running, scrambling, flying. Rolling, turning, diving. Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die. Won’t you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high. Move in to fire at the mainstream of bombers. Let off a sharp burst and then turn away. Roll over, spin round to come in behind them. Move to their blindsides and firing again. Bandits at 8 o’clock move in behind us. Ten ME-109’s out of the sun. Ascending and turning our spitfires to face them. Heading straight for them I press down my guns. Rolling, turning, diving. Rolling, turning, diving, doing it again. Rolling, turning, diving. Rolling, turning, diving. Run, live to fly, fly to live, do or die. Won’t you run, live to fly, fly to live, Aces high.”

Iron Maiden – Aces High (Official Video)
Iron Maiden – Aces High (Official Video)

 

Song: The Clansman · Album: Virtual XI · 1998

Sir William Wallace was a Scottish knight who became one of the main leaders during the First War of Scottish Independence. Along with Andrew Moray, Wallace defeated an English army at the Battle of Stirling Bridge in September 1297.

The actual last words of William Wallace, before being hanged, disemboweled, drawn and quartered, are either unknown or greatly argued. But FREEDOM! does sound perfect!

Lyrics: “Wake alone in the hills. With the wind in your face. It feels good to be proud. And be free and a race. That is part of a clan. And to live on highlands. And the air that you breathe. So pure and so clean. When alone on the hills. With the wind in your hair. With a longing to feel. Just to be free. It is right to believe. In the need to be free. It’s a time when you die. And without asking why. Can’t you see what they do. They are grinding us down. They are taking our land. That belongs to the clans. Not alone with a dream. Just a want to be free. With a need to belong. I am a clansman… Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom. It’s a time wrought with fear. It’s a land wrought with change. Ancestors could hear. What is happening now. They would turn in their graves. They would all be ashamed. That the land of the free. Has been written in chains. And I know what I want. When the timing is right. Then I’ll take what is mine. I am the clansman. And I swear to defend. And we’ll fight to the end. And I swear that I’ll never. Be taken alive. And I know that we’ll stand. And we’ll fight for our land. And I swear that my bairns. Will be born free. And I know what I want. When the timing is right. Then I’ll take what I want. I am the clansman… Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom. Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom. No, no we can’t let them take anymore. No we can’t let them take anymore. We’ve the land of the free. No, no we can’t let them take anymore. No we can’t let them take anymore. No we can’t let them take anymore. We’ve the land of the free. 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. Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom. It is right to believe. In the need to be free. It’s a time when you die. And without asking why. Can’t you see what they do. They are grinding us down. They are taking our land. That belongs to the clans. Not alone with a dream. Just a want to be free. With a need to belong. I am a clansman… And I know what I want. When the timing is right. Then I’ll take what is mine. I am the clansman… Freedom, Freedom, Freedom, Freedom. And I know what I want. When the timing is right. Then I’ll take what is mine. I am the clansman…”

Iron Maiden The Clansman – Rock In Rio 2019
Iron Maiden – The Clansman – Rock In Rio 2019 – UHD 60FPS

 

Song: Montségur · Album: Dance Of Death · 2003

The Siege of Montségur was a nine-month siege of the Cathar-held Château de Montségur by French royal forces starting in May 1243. After the castle surrendered, about 210 perfecti (members of the most extreme and ascetic class constituting the elite of various religious sects. from Latin, plural of perfectus perfect.) and unrepentant credentes (or believers) were burned in a bonfire on 16 March 1244.

Lyrics: “I stand alone in this desolate space. In death they are truly alive. Massacred innocence, evil took place. The angels were burning inside. Centuries later I wonder why. What secret they took to their grave. Still burning heretics under our skies. Religion’s still burning inside. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. As we kill them all so God will know his own. The innocents died for the Pope on his throne. Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal. Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross. Templar believers with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on demand. Burned at the stake for their soul’s liberty. To stand with the catharsis, to die and be free. The book of Old Testament crippled and black. Satan – his weapon is lust. Leaving this evil damnation of flesh. Back to the torture of lies. The perfect ones willingly died at the stake. And all of their followers slain. As for the knowledge of God they had claimed. Religion’s still burning inside. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. As we kill them all so God will know his own. The innocents died for the Pope on his throne. Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal. Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross. Templar believers with blood on their hands. Joined in the chorus to kill on command. Burned at the stake for their soul’s liberty. Still running herretics under our skies. As we kill them all so God know his own. Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust. The eye in the triangle smiling with sin. No passover feast for the cursed within. Facing the sun as they went to their grave. Burn like a dog or you live like a slave. Death is the price for your soul’s liberty. To stand with the catharsis and to die and be free. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel. At the gates and the walls of Montsegur. Blood on the stones of the citadel.”

Montségur (2015 Remaster)
Montségur (2015 Remaster)

 

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