Born to push you around
You better just stay down
You pull away
He hits the flesh
You hit the ground
Mouths so full of lies
Tend to black your eyes
Just keep them closed
Keep praying
Just keep waiting
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
but the sunshine never comes
No the sunshine never comes
Push you cross that line
Just stay down this time
Hide in yourself
Crawl in yourself
You’ll have your time
God I’ll make them pay
Take it back one day
I’ll end this day
I’ll splatter color on this gray
Waiting for the one
The day that never comes
When you stand up and feel the warmth
but the sunshine never comes
No the sunshine never comes
Love is a four letter word
And never spoken here
Love is a four letter word
Here in this prison
I suffer this no longer
I put it into
This I swear!
This I swear!
The sun will shine
This I swear!
This I swear!
This I swear!
ACTUALIZACIÓN:
Bonus track: Cyanide
Sleep,
And dream of this,
Death Angel’s kiss,
Brings finalness;
Don’t believe it!
Empty are they;
Death; wont you let – me – stay?
Empty they say;
Death; wont you call – your – name?
Ooh, call your name!
Suicide – I’ve already died,
It’s just the funeral I’ve been waiting for.
Cyanide – Feeling dead inside,
Break this empty shell forever more.
Wait, wait patiently,
Your death-black wings,
Unfolding, scream;
Spreading for me!
Empty they say,
Death wont you let – me – stay?
Empty they say,
Death you can call – your – name?
Ooh, call your name!
Days that rain or are they tears?
That sting your concrete face for years?
Crying, weeping, shedding strife,
Year after year, life after life.
And arrow thrust in broken ground,
A Concrete Angel, never lie down.
Calm anew that swallows fast,
It’s peace at last, oh peace at last!
Empty they say,
Death; won’t you let – me – stay?
Empty they say,
Death; let me call – your – name!
Ooh, call your name!
Forever more!
Forever more!
Just the funeral I’ve been waiting for!
Sin lugar a dudas mi disco favorito de Bruce Dickinson en solitario es Chemical Wedding, todas esas referencias misticas al tarot, Aleister Crowley y William Blake junto con el mejor estado de forma de Roy Z como productor (dos años después traeria de vuelta a otro cantante clásico como es Rob Halford con

















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