8/10 The title track is the first song that truly sounds like Iron Maiden. A mournful melody introduces a subdued, near-acoustic verse where Bruce’s voice really shines. He puts his all into this song, alternating between rasp and pure operatic belt at the drop of a hat. The melodies are strong and the instrumental sections are classic Maiden, especially when the latter half picks up speed. Dave Murray and Janick Gers, however, should be appalled of their performance on this song. Dave’s first solo is actually out of key. It’s an absolute mess, and Janick’s isn’t much better. The solos are pure wanking. They sound like the atonal garbage one would expect from a Slayer solo section. I’m truly shocked that Martin Birch allowed these solos to make the final cut. Though there is some solid guitar work on the album, all of the guitar solos sound like first takes. Sometimes this spontaneity adds to the energy of the track, but more often than not it simply sounds sloppy.