This is a song about a
An old medieval instrument of torture
Which is an old coffin with spikes on the inner lid
That they used to put torture victims in
They'd shut the lid and all the blood will drain out into the gaps in the bottom
It's called an Iron Maiden
Won't you come into my room? I wanna show you all my wares
Just want to see your blood, just want to stand and stare
See your blood begin to flow as it pours upon the floor
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought
Oh well, wherever, wherever you are
Iron Maiden gonna get you no matter how far
See your blood flow, watching it shed up above my head
Iron Maiden wants you for dead
Won't you come into my room? I wanna show you all my wares
Just want to see your blood, just want to stand and stare
See the blood begin to flow as it pours upon the floor
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought
Oh well, wherever, wherever you are
Iron Maiden gonna get you no matter how far
See your blood flow, watching it shed up above my head
Iron Maiden wants you for dead
Won't you come into my room? I wanna show you all my wares
I just want to see your blood, I just want to stand and stare
See the blood begin to flow as it pours upon the floor
Iron Maiden can't be fought, Iron Maiden can't be sought
Oh well, wherever, wherever you are
Iron Maiden gonna get you no matter how far
See your blood flow, watching it shed up above my head
Iron Maiden wants you for dead
I want you and you
And you, and you
And you, and you
And you, I want all of you
Goodnight from Maiden of the bands
Goodnight
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