Bruce Dickinson - Soul intruders
Tekst :
We ride the cosmic streams of time
We are the fools who came to trust
We blind the eyes of history
We tear ourselves down from your cross
Hope flies, we live again
Half-lives, now we are one
We’re the Soul Intruders and the worwling void of night
We’re the Soul Intruders and we re crying for the light
We’re the Soul Intruders we ignore our father on
And the soul survivors but who sits on my throne
Solid winds have taken hold
Blowing us where we do not know
Existence silent and unknown
Fire the Sun and ??????????????
Hope flies, each but never kill
Half-lives, we live as well
We’re the Soul Intruders and the worwling void of night
We’re the Soul Intruders and we re crying for the light
We’re the Soul Intruders we ignore our father on
And the soul survivor but who sits on my thrown
Half-lives, he but never kill
Hope flies, we live as well
We’re the Soul Intruders and the worwling void of night
We’re the Soul Intruders and we re crying for the light
We’re the Soul Intruders we ignore our father on
And the soul survivors but who sits on my throne Inne utwory
Headswitch Chemical wedding Kill devil hill Dreamstate Midnight jam Laughting in the hiding bush Inertia Road to hell Gods of war Acoustic song Innerspace Toltec 7 arrival Bring your taughter to the slaughter The ghost of cain Fire Devil on a hog Tattooed millionaire Real world Dive dive dive Losowe utwory
Sitting in the empty black
The last slivers of dusk have passed
Accept the dawn to ease the fear
One day I will not be here
Death she comes and with her thread
Upon me ties a mask for dead
Its tears of blood...
I know it s all gone
But the crowd is dying down
Could You spend just a little more time
Open up your mind
Your opinion does matter
It s gonna help me to unwind
Can t you see I m waiting
2x squeeze your damn balloon
let me see you squeeze it (squeeze it)
squeeze your damn balloon
all the ladies in the house, if you got em let em out
what i wanna know is
are they feelin real
so you gotta let me hold em
let me grab em let me...
I think I must be dreaming
That you are here with me
Must have died and gone to heaven
And it s all that I hoped it would be
When the eagles forget how to fly
And it s twenty below in July
And...
Scarface:
Once upon a time at the Honeycomb hideout
Sugarbear and Mikey sat alone gettin fried out
Lucky walked in with this nigga name Rice Grain
Pulled out a knot and conjured up a dice game
Lucky looked at Mikey and he said with a smile
Where s the silly rabbit I ain t seen him...