The Sentinel
Judas Priest Lyrics


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Along deserted avenues
Steam begins to rise
The figures primed and ready
Prepared for quick surprise
He's watchin' for a sign
His life is on the line
Dogs whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the wind
From deep inside its empty shell
A cathedral bell begins to toll
A storm begins to grow

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate
Across his chest is scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives

Now facing one another
The stand-off eats at time
Then all at once a silence falls
As the bell ceases its chime
Upon this sign the challengers
With shrieks and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like bullets
Upon their deadly course
Screams of pain and agony
Rent the silent air
Amidst the dying bodies
Blood runs everywhere
The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge
Condemn to Hell




Tempt not the blade
All fear the Sentinel

Overall Meaning

The Sentinel by Judas Priest is a song about a solitary figure who stands amidst an urban wasteland, waiting for his attackers who emerge as challengers, armed with iron bars and throwing knives. As the cathedral bell begins to toll, the challengers rush forth, the knives fly out like bullets, and screams of pain and agony rent the silent air. However, the figure stands expressionless, unmoved by his victory and the seeds of death that he has sown. The song warns the listener not to tempt the blade and to fear the Sentinel.


The lyrics of this song can be interpreted in various ways. One interpretation is that the Sentinel is a personification of the grim reaper, who comes to collect the souls of the dead in a desolate world. The challengers represent the living, who are willing to fight against death but ultimately succumb to it. The cathedral bell tolling can be seen as a metaphor for the end of life, and the throwing knives as a symbol of mortality.


Line by Line Meaning

Along deserted avenues
On lonely streets


Steam begins to rise
Mist begins to form above the ground


The figures primed and ready
People are prepared and alert


Prepared for quick surprise
Ready to act fast


He's watchin' for a sign
He's looking for a signal


His life is on the line
His life is at risk


Dogs whine in the alleys
Dogs howl in the streets


Smoke is on the wind
Smoke is carried by the breeze


From deep inside its empty shell
From within an abandoned building


A cathedral bell begins to toll
A church bell starts ringing


A storm begins to grow
A tumultuous event is beginning


Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
Among the overturned and burned vehicles


The challengers await
The opponents are anticipating


And in their fists clutch iron bars
They hold onto metal rods


With which to seal his fate
To finalize his destiny


Across his chest is scabbards rest
A sword sheath rests on his chest


The rows of throwing knives
Several throwing knives are arranged


Whose razor points in challenged tests
Sharp edges which have slain many


Have finished many lives
Have been the cause of death for many


Now facing one another
Now confronting each other


The stand-off eats at time
The confrontation wastes time


Then all at once a silence falls
Suddenly, there is no more noise


As the bell ceases its chime
As the bell stops ringing


Upon this sign the challengers
When the sign is given, the opponents


With shrieks and cries rush forth
Scream and attack


The knives fly out like bullets
The throwing knives leave their grip fast


Upon their deadly course
On their way to kill


Screams of pain and agony
Shrill noises of suffering


Rent the silent air
Break the peace and quiet


Amidst the dying bodies
Amongst the perishing corpses


Blood runs everywhere
Blood spills abundantly


The figure stands expressionless
The person is emotionless


Impassive and alone
Unmoved and separate


Unmoved by this victory
Unimpressed by this win


And the seeds of death he's sown
The person caused death and destruction


Sworn to avenge
Determined to seek revenge


Condemn to Hell
Destined for damnation


Tempt not the blade
Don't provoke the deadly weapon


All fear the Sentinel
Everybody is afraid of the guard




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: GLENN RAYMOND TIPTON, KENNETH DOWNING, ROBERT HALFORD

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@rodnyc.8876

Along deserted avenues
Steam begins to rise
The figure's primed and ready
Prepared for quick surprise
He's watching for a sign
His life is on the line

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel

Dogs whine in the alleys
Smoke is on the wind
From deep inside its empty shell
A cathedral bell begins
Ringing out its toll
A storm begins to grow

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel

Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate

Across his chest in scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives

Now facing one another
The stand-off eats at time
Then all at once a silence falls
As the bell ceases its chime

Upon this sign the challengers
With shrieks and cries rush forth
The knives fly out like bullets
Upon their deadly course

Screams of pain and agony
Rent the silent air
Amidst the dying bodies
Blood runs everywhere

The figure stands expressionless
Impassive and alone
Unmoved by this victory
And the seeds of death he's sown

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel

Sworn to avenge
Condemned to hell
Tempt not the blade
All fear the sentinel



@matteovrizzi

"Amidst the upturned burned-out cars
The challengers await
And in their fists clutch iron bars
With which to seal his fate
Across his chest in scabbards rest
The rows of throwing knives
Whose razor points in challenged tests
Have finished many lives"

Greatest metal lyrics ever written ❤



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