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Wednesday 17 November 2021

Bruce Dickinson Tribute EP

 Tattooed Millionaire

Tattooed boys with expensive toys living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything fix your nose or the mess you are in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out on the strip out on the tiles.
Same old greed behind the PR smiles.

You and all your entourage to me you are all the same.
You and all your entourage playing foolish games.
I don't want your big city shining.
I don't want your silver lining.
I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire.

He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child EX mud queen of Miami.
In his stretch cadillac, he keeps her in the back.
With his CD player and his bottle of Jack.
LA dude. LA Attitude laid back, selfish and getting fat.
Bodyguards, Porn Stars gold credit cards.
Using each other running for cover

Accident Of Birth

Journey back to the dark side, back into the womb
Back to where the spirits move like vapor from the tomb
The center of the cyclone, blowing out the sun
Break the shackles of your union to the light

I might've had a brother as I was born, 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
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 shadows
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...
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

Visions growing dim as the daylight fades away
A spinning twisting black hole it's your dying day
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

Jerusalem

And did those feet in ancient times walk upon England's mountains green?
Was the holy lamb of god on England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the countenance divine shine forth on our clouded hill?
Was Jerusalem built here in England's green and pleasant land?
Let it rain let it rain wash the scales from my eyes
Let it rain let it rain let me see again

Bring me my bow of burning gold bring me my arrows of desire
I shall not sleep till the clouds unfold bring me my chariot of fire
Let it rain let it rain tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain let it rain wash me clean again

From the frozen waters the king will rise again with two suns in the sky...
I shall not cease from mental flight nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem in England's green and pleasant land
Let it rain let it rain tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain let it rain wash me clean again

See the gleaming spires of the citadel the king and queen will dwell in our hearts
Can Jerusalem be rebuilded here in this trivial time, in this land of fear?
In Jerusalem, where the grail remains walk into the light and dissolve the chains

Jerusalem here is her secret place
From hence she comes forth on the churches in delight
Here is her cup, filled with its poisons in these horrid veils
And here, her scarlet veil, woven in pestilence and war
Here is Jerusalem, bound in chains in the dense of Babylon

Trumpets Of Jericho

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
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
The silence of the tomb the wheel of fortune round

Mars Within/Abduction

Professor Quatermass, where are you
Mankind returns to the stars
But sometimes the stars return to mankind
Didn't you come this way before, a million years ago?

I wake in sweat you've come to steal my life away
Some strange electric glow of artificial day
The power breakers closed the grid of darkness falls
Shining gleaming black as night burning all the light

What do you want from me I sense your mastery
There's something you won't ever find
So have your way with me this prisoner is never free
So have your way with me this soldier's lost his victory
Rip me up leave me behind

Are you the truth to sit in judgement on my sins
Evil laser gadgets come to penetrate my skin
The hanging judge is open and I'm damned before his eyes
Another genesis has failed and many more have tried

Masterplan moment
And so the story goes I dreamt this long ago
Highways hidden in the sand reveal the troops I know
They took my worthless heart and spat it through their eyes
Abduction means the end for me a million years of misery

Gods Of War

When I was younger I thought that to kill or be killed was a thing to be proud of
Victim of change prisoner of hope hanged by the neck on the end of a rope
I don't know I don't care
One of the damned part of the plan
Cry the gods of war they howl and cry for more

Now taking both sides at a time on the front line
You can join in the fear share in the bloodshed
Investing your money in guns the infinite fun
Of the warlord you saved from the rusty grave
One of the damned part of the plan
Cry the gods of war they howl and cry for more

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