The Spirit of Man Songtext
von Jeff Wayne feat. Richard Burton, Phil Lynott & Julie Covington
The Spirit of Man Songtext
I suddenly noticed the body of a parson lying on the ground in a ruined churchyard
I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the red week, and decided to bury him, decently
Nathaniel! Nathaniel!
The parson′s eyes flickered open. He was alive!
Nathaniel, I saw the church burst into flame, are you all right?
Don't touch me
But it′s me, Beth! Your wife!
No! You're one of them, a devil!
He's delirious!
Lies! I saw the devil′s sign!
What are you saying?
The green flash in the sky
His demons were here all along, in our hearts and souls
Just waiting for a sign from Him
And now they′re destroying our world!
But they're not devils, they′re Martians
We must leave here
Look, a house still standing, come Nathaniel, quickly
We took shelter in a cottage, and black smoke spread, hemming us in
Then a fighting machine came across the field
Spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust
Ulla!
Dear God, help us!
The voice of the Devil is heard in our land!
Listen, do you hear them drawing near, in their search for the sinners?
Feeding on the power of our fear and the evil within us
Incarnation of Satan's creation of all that we dread
When the demons arrive those alive would be better off dead
There must be something worth living for
There must be something worth trying for
Even somethings worth dying for
And if one man can stand tall
There must be hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
Once, there was a time when I believed without hesitation
That the power of love and truth could conquer all in the name of salvation
Tell me what kind of weapon is love when it comes to the fight?
And just how much protection is truth against all Satan′s might?
There must be something worth living for
There must be something worth trying for
Even some things worth dying for
And if one man can stand tall
There must be some hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
People loved you and trusted you, came to you for help
Didn't I warn them this would happen?
"Be on your guard", I said, For the Evil One never rests
I said, "Exorcise the devil!"
But no, they wouldn′t listen
The demons inside them grew and grew
Until Satan gave his signal and destroyed the world we knew!
No Nathaniel, oh no Nathaniel
No Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the love we used to know
No, Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the light that we have lost
Now darkness has descended on our land and all your prayers cannot save us
Like fools we've let the devil take command of the souls that God gave us
To the altar of evil like lambs to the slaughter we're led
When the demons arrive the survivors will envy the dead!
There must be something worth living for
No, there is nothing!
There must be something worth trying for
I don′t believe it′s so!
Even something worth dying for
If just one man could stand tall
There would be some hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
Forget about goodness and mercy, they're gone!
Didn′t I warn them?
"Pray", I said! "Destroy the devil", I said!
They wouldn't listen!
I could have saved the world! But now it′s too late too late!
No Nathaniel, oh no Nathaniel
No Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the love we used to know
No, Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the light that we have lost
Dear God! A cylinder's landed on the house, and we are underneath it, in the pit!
The Martians spend the night making a new machine
It was a squat, metallic spider with huge, articulated claws
But it, too, had a hood in which a Martian sat
I watched it pursuing some people across a field
It caught them nimbly and tossed them into a great metal basket upon its back
Beth, she′s dead
Buried under the rubble
Why!
Satan why did you take one of your own
There is a curse on mankind
We may as well be resigned
To let the devil, the devil take the spirit of man
As time passed in our dark and dusty prison
The Parson wrestled endlessly with his doubts
His outcries invited death for us both
And yet, I pitied him
I felt unable to leave him to the mercy of the red week, and decided to bury him, decently
Nathaniel! Nathaniel!
The parson′s eyes flickered open. He was alive!
Nathaniel, I saw the church burst into flame, are you all right?
Don't touch me
But it′s me, Beth! Your wife!
No! You're one of them, a devil!
He's delirious!
Lies! I saw the devil′s sign!
What are you saying?
The green flash in the sky
His demons were here all along, in our hearts and souls
Just waiting for a sign from Him
And now they′re destroying our world!
But they're not devils, they′re Martians
We must leave here
Look, a house still standing, come Nathaniel, quickly
We took shelter in a cottage, and black smoke spread, hemming us in
Then a fighting machine came across the field
Spraying jets of steam that turned the smoke into thick, black dust
Ulla!
Dear God, help us!
The voice of the Devil is heard in our land!
Listen, do you hear them drawing near, in their search for the sinners?
Feeding on the power of our fear and the evil within us
Incarnation of Satan's creation of all that we dread
When the demons arrive those alive would be better off dead
There must be something worth living for
There must be something worth trying for
Even somethings worth dying for
And if one man can stand tall
There must be hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
Once, there was a time when I believed without hesitation
That the power of love and truth could conquer all in the name of salvation
Tell me what kind of weapon is love when it comes to the fight?
And just how much protection is truth against all Satan′s might?
There must be something worth living for
There must be something worth trying for
Even some things worth dying for
And if one man can stand tall
There must be some hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
People loved you and trusted you, came to you for help
Didn't I warn them this would happen?
"Be on your guard", I said, For the Evil One never rests
I said, "Exorcise the devil!"
But no, they wouldn′t listen
The demons inside them grew and grew
Until Satan gave his signal and destroyed the world we knew!
No Nathaniel, oh no Nathaniel
No Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the love we used to know
No, Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the light that we have lost
Now darkness has descended on our land and all your prayers cannot save us
Like fools we've let the devil take command of the souls that God gave us
To the altar of evil like lambs to the slaughter we're led
When the demons arrive the survivors will envy the dead!
There must be something worth living for
No, there is nothing!
There must be something worth trying for
I don′t believe it′s so!
Even something worth dying for
If just one man could stand tall
There would be some hope for us all
Somewhere, somewhere in the spirit of man
Forget about goodness and mercy, they're gone!
Didn′t I warn them?
"Pray", I said! "Destroy the devil", I said!
They wouldn't listen!
I could have saved the world! But now it′s too late too late!
No Nathaniel, oh no Nathaniel
No Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the love we used to know
No, Nathaniel, no, there must be more to life
There has to be a way that we can restore to life the light that we have lost
Dear God! A cylinder's landed on the house, and we are underneath it, in the pit!
The Martians spend the night making a new machine
It was a squat, metallic spider with huge, articulated claws
But it, too, had a hood in which a Martian sat
I watched it pursuing some people across a field
It caught them nimbly and tossed them into a great metal basket upon its back
Beth, she′s dead
Buried under the rubble
Why!
Satan why did you take one of your own
There is a curse on mankind
We may as well be resigned
To let the devil, the devil take the spirit of man
As time passed in our dark and dusty prison
The Parson wrestled endlessly with his doubts
His outcries invited death for us both
And yet, I pitied him
Writer(s): Gary Anthony Osborne, Jeff Wayne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
