Bruce Dickinson Album

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

This is the maze of life
This is the maze of death
This is the matrix of eternity
The demon never sleeps
The demon never lies
He beats my heart and leaves no echo...

What heavy burden holds me back
Every step along the track?
Fear that reaches deep inside of me...

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains

This is the river of space
This is the river of time
Chase the dragons of infinity
Atlas stands and laughs
Throws his burden down
Rolls the earth in the inferno...

Fingers holding onto cracks
The howling wind that blows us back
Sucked into the grinding wheels of hell...

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
Blow the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the end of the rainbow
There the grail remains
Sound the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains...

As they drag you down
In your clothes of lead
See the golden light
Flashing overhead
Mocking you...
(hahahahahahahahahahahaha...)

Do you know who you are
In your robes of skin?
How many creatures live inside you?

Man is born forever free
But is everywhere in chains
Trapped inside this earthly prison cell...

At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain
At the trumpets of Jericho
Avalon's in chains
At the trumpets of Jericho
There the grail remains
At the trumpets of Jericho
Still the walls remain...
Still the walls remain...
Still the walls remain...
Still the walls remain...

The silence of the tomb...
The wheel of fortune round...

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

In the darkness, the raven's head
In the courtyard, clothed in fear
I see gates that are opening
There's only one way out of here

Daylight has gone
The night has come...

See his twisted sons and daughters
Writhing slowly in Satan's mire
If you only could see the visions
The trembling world I now despise

As the veil reveals the outer darkness
I am sucked into the halls of flame...

Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson, crimson comes

He knows the weakness that you can't fight
The stone of night that weighs you down
If you only could see the visions
His hand is death if you take it now

As you scream into the web of silence
There is nothing that can save you now...

Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson, crimson comes

As you scream into the web of silence
There is nothing that can save you now...

Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson comes
Arise, awake
The king in crimson, crimson comes

To your window I come

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
Shed the guilt of former days

Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the waves come rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out its hand...

CHORUS:
And so we lay
We lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
(x2)

Floating in the endless blue
My seed of doubt I leave to you
Let it wither on the ground
Treat it like a plague you found
All my dreams that were outside
In living colour, now alive

And all the lighthouses
Their beams converge to guide me home...

REPEAT CHORUS

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

As above, so below
All things come from the one
Now you are the victim
Carried by the wind, rooted in the ground
If you want to learn the secrets
Close your eyes...

The ladder falls away
At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin...

In every woman is a man
From the moon come silver ghosts
Spectres of the blood
From my spirit comes the darkness
From the void, the crimson fortress rises...

At the gates of Urizen
The ladder falls away
At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin...

At the gates of Urizen
The ladder falls away
At the gates of Urizen
Fallen eagles blaze
At the gates of Urizen
Eternal twins are damned
At the gates of Urizen
Separate lives begin

At the gates...of Urizen...
The gates of Urizen...
The gates of Urizen...

(B. Dickinson / A. Smith)

So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime, and all is night
You've never been held by the hand of god
Who's rocking the cradle, if he is not?

He turned the oil into his blood
Panzer divisions burning in in the mud
The stain of freedom - he's washed it out
Who's rocking the cradle - I have no doubt

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The darker side of ecstasy...

Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - hellfires burn no more
Satan - has left his killing floor

(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

So now it's dreamtime for you tonight
So now it's dreamtime, and all is quiet
You've never been held by the hand of god
Who's rocking your cradle, if he is not?

Sleeping eyes awake
To see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind
The never-ending breath goodbye...

Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - has left his killing floor
Satan - his fires burn no more
Satan - is coming back for more

Satan - has left his killing floor

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z./ E. Casillas)

The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head
Melting from the inside now
Waxy tears run down your face

The whore that never told her tale
Relives it every night with you
Far off stands the lamb and waits
For the wolf to come and end its life

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

Serpent on the altar now
Has wrapped itself around your spine
So you look into its mouth
And you kiss the pearly fangs divine

Happy that your end is swift
The weeping virgin cries in bliss
The snake and priestess, they are one
The veil of flesh is ripped undone

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light...?

(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

The burning sweat of poison tears
The river flowing red with blood
The cradle-robbing hand of death
Caresses every dreaming head

Waiting for the marriage hearse
To take you to the funeral pyre
So you burn the family tree
The generations burning higher

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light

By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...

[Spoken:]

What demon hath formed this abominable void...
This soul-shuddering vacuum?

Some said it is Urizen -
But unknown, abstracted, brooding secret

(B. Dickinson)

For too long now
There were secrets in my mind
For too long now
There were things I should have said

In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can't stay away

CHORUS:
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was
I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was
I had tears I couldn't cry

My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Slowly I awake
Slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z/ A. Dickinson)

There's a sinister game that children play...Hey...Hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday...Hey...Hey
They spend their lives getting ready for the kill...

CHORUS:
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes aha aha?
Who remembers today to fly their flag?
I couldn't say I loved you like I did before...Ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush

It's the laughing attack
The joker is back
He's wild in the pack
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding... gonna kick him in the bush, yeah

SOLO

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

Journey back to the darkside, back into the womb
back to where the spirits move like vapour from the tomb
The centre of the cyclone blowing out the sun
break the shackles of your union to the light

I might've had a brother, a service board, they dragged him under
to the other side of twilight, he's waiting for me now

Nativity was lost on me, I didn't ask, I couldn't see
What created me, what and where and how

CHORUS:
Welcome home, It's been too long, we've missed you
Welcome home, we've opened up the gates
Welcome home, to your brothers and sisters
Welcome home, to an accident of birth

Feel our bodies breathing as you try to stop believing
There's nothing you can do about your shadow
You can fight us, you are like us and your body will betray you
Lay down and die like all the others

Where are the angels and their wings of freedom?
Jesus had his day off when they pulled you through

REPEAT CHORUS

To an accidental birth

SOLO

Visions growing dim as the daylight fades away
I'm spinning, twisting, black, well, It's your dying day

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

There are twelve commandments
There are twelve divisions
Twelve are the pagans who have mapped the sky
In the outer circle
To the inner sanctum
From the octave at the end of time

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

In the atom circle
Where we break the stars
Hammer into anvil, stuffing out the sun
Witness all the killing
See the birth of Mars
Our religion thrown into the fire

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the priestess kneels
(priestess kneels)
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the priestess kneels to receive
Lovers in the tower

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

The first hellrider came on wings a-plenty in the dark
Hauled out his poison and they blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming, mothers hide your sons

The second hellrider came from flaming seas and molten sands
Half is played in Hell's commands
Hauled out his poison with his promises of promised lands
Glad, good times of lying leaders

Here comes the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of time (x2)

The third hellrider came teaching brothers to kill brother man
And the fourth hellrider waits on an acid trail for an acid world
Walls of old religions' fools and superstitious men
Throw some scary tarot cards and...

Here comes the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of time
Here comes the riders as the revolution's stepping out to light
The dark aside of Aquarius has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here comes the riders as the wheel of Dharma's running out of time

SOLO

From the starlit sky on the silver sea
a lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me (x2)

Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel around (x3)
Gotta push the wheel Dharma round
push the wheel of Dharma around (x3)
push the wheel of around and round, yeah

I've gotta move the wheel of Dharma (x3)
Move that wheel around

Gotta move the wheel of Dharma (x3)

(B. Dickinson/ A. Smith)

Slowly bleeding whilst the vortex feeding
like a swirling vulture on your face
Every hour the unseen rays devour
your screaming eyes cry out but they are blind

Father forgive me my sins
give me the nails, I'll hammer them in

CHORUS:
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Say farewell, we may never meet again
The road to hell is full of good intentions
Drive the left side highway with no sinister regrets

Brave new world of secret fantasy
that hovers just beyond your bloody grasp
Close enough to thrill the danger of the kill
price for failure of your will

Father forgive me my sins
cause we are the junkies who never can win

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Father forgive me my sins
give me the nails, I'll hammer them in
Father forgive me my sins
cause we are the junkies who never can win