Dying to Meet You
Judas Priest Lyrics


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Came in this morning high on a bird's wing
Quite open minded but still quite aware
Followed the sunrise right through from dawning
Picking out landmarks that said I was there
Led to positions by stern faced leaders
Who never let one smile depart from their face

Then with an arm raise the slaughter is started
One or two crack up and start to cry
Selfishness breeds in this cesspool of sorrow
Every few moments I see I friend die
Synchronized watches flash in the sunlight
As into the battle we are all led

Killer, killer, keep your thoughts at bay
Maiming, destroying, every single day
Is this the way that you get your fun
Slaying, waylaying, in the heat of the midday sun

Get out, get out, go and do your job
Rape and pillage, squander all and rob
You make me sick, getting paid for murder
You wouldn't lay a finger on your mother, oh no
You never ever dream to hurt her

Hero, hero, you have done so well
So sit back and lick your wounds, cause you won't go to hell




Take your medal, wear it now with pride
Consolation for the pain and sin you feel inside

Overall Meaning

The song "Dying to Meet You" by Judas Priest seems to be a commentary on the horrors of war and the effects it can have on those who are involved. The lyrics describe a situation where the singer finds themselves in a warzone, with "stern faced leaders" leading them into battle. The scene is chaotic and violent, with friends dying around them and synchronized watches flashing in the sunlight.


The lyrics seem to criticize the idea of killing for sport or pleasure, as the line "Is this the way that you get your fun" suggests. The singer expresses disgust towards those who are "getting paid for murder" and contrasts that with the idea of never wanting to harm their own mother. The final lines of the song seem to condemn the idea of giving out medals for acts of violence and suggest that the emotional pain and guilt of taking another human life cannot be erased by awards or recognition.


Overall, the song seems to be a powerful commentary on the brutality and senselessness of war and the toll it takes on those who are involved. It is a poignant reminder of the horrors of war and the need for peace and understanding.


Line by Line Meaning

Came in this morning high on a bird's wing
I woke up feeling euphoric and carefree


Quite open minded but still quite aware
I am accepting of new experiences but still conscious of reality


Followed the sunrise right through from dawning
I watched the sunrise from beginning to end


Picking out landmarks that said I was there
I looked for identifying features that confirmed my location


Led to positions by stern faced leaders
I was directed to designated areas by emotionless authority figures


Who never let one smile depart from their face
The leaders maintained a constant poker face and never showed any emotion


Then with an arm raise the slaughter is started
The killing began with a simple signal from the leaders


One or two crack up and start to cry
A couple of people broke down emotionally and started crying


Selfishness breeds in this cesspool of sorrow
The environment promotes the growth of self-centeredness and misery


Every few moments I see a friend die
I witness the death of a comrade on a regular basis


Synchronized watches flash in the sunlight
Our watches are all set to the same time and reflect the sunlight


As into the battle we are all led
We are all led into combat together


Killer, killer, keep your thoughts at bay
Suppress your emotions and focus on killing


Maiming, destroying, every single day
The act of causing harm and destruction is a daily occurrence


Is this the way that you get your fun
Is committing violence and murder your source of enjoyment


Slaying, waylaying, in the heat of the midday sun
Killing and attacking under the scorching sun


Get out, get out, go and do your job
Leave and carry out your assigned duty


Rape and pillage, squander all and rob
Engage in looting, pillaging and sexual violence


You make me sick, getting paid for murder
I find it nauseating that you are compensated for killing


You wouldn't lay a finger on your mother, oh no
You would never hurt your own mother


You never ever dream to hurt her
It is unimaginable for you to cause harm to your mother


Hero, hero, you have done so well
Congratulations, you have performed admirably


So sit back and lick your wounds, cause you won't go to hell
Relax and recover from your injuries because you will not be punished in the afterlife


Take your medal, wear it now with pride
Accept your award and display it as a source of honor


Consolation for the pain and sin you feel inside
The medal is a form of comfort for the guilt and suffering you experience internally




Lyrics © REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: KENNETH DOWNING, ROBERT HALFORD

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Came in this morning high on a bird's wing
Quite open minded but still quite aware
Followed the sunrise right through from dawning
Picking out landmarks that said I was there
Led to positions by stern faced leaders
Who never let one smile depart from their face

Then with an arm raise the slaughter is started
One or two crack up and start to cry
Selfishness breeds in this cesspool of sorrow
Every few moments I see I friend die
Synchronized watches flash in the sunlight
As into the battle we are all led

Killer, killer, keep your thoughts at bay
Maiming, destroying, every single day
Is this the way that you get your fun
Slaying, waylaying, in the heat of the midday sun

Get out, get out, go and do your job
Rape and pillage, squander all and rob
You make me sick, getting paid for murder
You wouldn't lay a finger on your mother, oh no
You never ever dream to hurt her

Hero, hero, you have done so well
So sit back and lick your wounds, cause you won't go to hell
Take your medal, wear it now with pride
Consolation for the pain and sin you feel inside



All comments from YouTube:

David Etchells Etchells

This song is the epitomy of both vocal control and guitar, notice how the guitar is kept just under the edge of uncontolled feedback giving it that gritty growling singing sustain, robs vocal control is un parelelled and his 3 octave range is in absolute tune at all times making this song a joy to listen to even though the lyrics are extremly dark. But i guess thats always been the genious behind Judas Priest, they craft songs in many parts with brilliant transitions taking the listener on an epic journey every song. That is why they are one of the biggest influences in modern metal✊⚡⚡⚡🥇

Doug Carson

Very well said! I agree heartily!!

yudha Sibarani

Rob Halford is the Mike Patton of 70s.a chameleon in vocals

Bradley Mann

@yudha Sibarani Mike who??

net-rioter

He had a 6 octave voice until the 2000's..not 3

David Etchells Etchells

@net-rioter ok😂😂

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Javier Mozos

Rocka rolla is such an underated masterpiece. Dying to meet you, run of the mill, rocka rolla... Many brillant songs. Judas Priest imo is the best and most magical band ever besides Black Sabbath.

Johan Rehnstrom

I concur. Their material from the 70s and 80s are pure magic.

Conde Bathory

I totally agree my friend. My absolute favorite band of all times is Judas Priest. Second fav goes to Black Sabbath.

Javier Mozos

@Conde Bathory In my personal opinion, my fav is Sabbath and Judas is the second 😌

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