Album by Bruce Dickinson
Number of Lyrics in Album : 26
By Bruce Dickinson, Journey back to the darkside, back into the womb Back to
By Bruce Dickinson, We live and die like all the rest Every summer has
By Bruce Dickinson, A silent river flowing black Strange attractors no turning back Present danger
By Bruce Dickinson, Before I met my baby, there was a whole lot
By Bruce Dickinson, The mark is on you now The furnace sealed inside
By Bruce Dickinson, On…and on Born in a mining town in ‘58 When black and
By Bruce Dickinson, Honey it's getting close to midnight And all the myths are
By Bruce Dickinson, I will not be pushed I will not be stamped defiled I
By Bruce Dickinson, How happy is the human soul Not enslaved by dull control Left
By Bruce Dickinson, Cold sunlight falling on me Cold sunlight falling on me I am
By Bruce Dickinson, The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the
By Bruce Dickinson, Waiting for the midnight hour (x6) CHORUS: My name is Dracula, Come here,
By Bruce Dickinson, CHORUS: I'm in a band with an Italian drummer and all the
By Bruce Dickinson, And did those feet in ancient times Walk upon England's
By Bruce Dickinson, There's a sinister game that children play Hey, hey, hey, hey When
By Bruce Dickinson, Here in a church, a small boy is kneeling He prays
By Bruce Dickinson, Recording all of the above and some of the below Love
By Bruce Dickinson, A silent sleeping vampire, arisen from its grave As I lie
By Bruce Dickinson, Say goodbye to earth’s children on a sleigh ride to
By Bruce Dickinson, How many lifetimes, how many beginnings How many lovers, how many
By Bruce Dickinson, Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding Like a swirling vulture on
By Bruce Dickinson, Sound of merlins fired up and their spoiling for the
By Bruce Dickinson, Tattooed boys with expensive toys. Living in a bubble of sin. Money
By Bruce Dickinson, For too long now, there were secrets in my mind For
By Bruce Dickinson, There are 12 commandments There are 12 divisions 12 are the pagans
By Bruce Dickinson, When the dying western sun dips low And the raincloud rises