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Bruce Dickinson


Background information
Birth name Paul Bruce Dickinson
Born August 7, 1958
Born place Worksop, Nottinghamshire, England
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Hard Rock
Progressive Rock
Years active 1976—present
Label(s) Sanctuary Records
EMI Group
Associated acts Iron Maiden
Samson
Tribe of Gypsies
Rise to Remain
Website Website



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Bruce Dickinson Album


Accident Of Birth (1997)
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(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

He rides the wave, aspiring slave
The prince of darkness plays his games
You're hypnotised under failing skies
He breathes the red wind cross your eyes

Who leads you to the dark secret? (x2)

Your life is lost, your soul is damned
But it feels too good to make us stand
That is bad, but this is worse
Let judgement come, you love this curse

When you look like man you're like a god
Swimming in the tide of light
Somersault into the flood
washes you away

Who leads you to the dark secret? (x2)

Who is your mistress who leads you to the dark secret? (x2)

SOLO

Who is your mistress who leads you to the dark secret? (x4)


. . .


(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

I mean you no harm
Come closer, learn the truth
Come closer, learn the truth
Come...

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(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

I came from nothing before nothing began
broke the window of existence and became a man

No sin for fame, for fools, my star is black and burned
I tilt towards the light, I suck your souls into my might

CHORUS:
We're star children
Coming out of nowhere and to nowhere return
Star children
A hundred million souls sucked out in one breath

I shiver at the threshold of your waking hour
The knowledge that you seek is my source of power

I live apart from you but I know the things you do
No angel can save you, how, you don't need a god cause I'm here now

REPEAT CHORUS

Do I fulfill your deepest needs, The prophecy?
I am the ruler that you seek, so come to me
Come to me

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS

Star children
I'm the ruler of existence in your space and time
Star children
To penetrate your future is my only crime


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(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

Who stole your heartbeat in the night?
The acolytes fearful in the flickering light
They hold a mirror to catch the breath from your mouth
Your breath was stolen by the wind ...from the south

An other winter's tale is done
You're immortal lover, he's gone
A chalice stolen from her hand, eternal life at her command
All that she rules must sleep

The howling shriek of death in your eyes
The whole court and the beast
enter your room where gold will turn to rust
Your empire follows you
into your tomb, the wraiths of night caress
and whispers softly now
"we are the dead", they bear your life away
they tear your heart in two

They've taken the queen
to some better place
so they think as the flame burns low

SOLO

Now the flame burns higher
and it purifies the love that died
And scared rats closed in alive
back to the earth, sealing the tomb

Our skeleton rise from/through the veil of blood
who summons us now from our graves
We are the dead, the shriek of death in your eyes
The whole court and the beast
enter your room, the wraiths of night caress
and whispers softly now
"we are the dead", they bear your life away
they tear your heart in two

. . .


(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


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(B. Dickinson)

Here in a church a small boy in kneeling
He prays to a God he doesn't know, he cannot feel
All of his sins of childhood he will remember
He will not cry, tears he will not cry

CHORUS:
Man of sorrows, I won't see your face
Man of sorrows, you left without a trace
His small boy wonders what was it all about
Is your journey over, has it just begun?

A vision of a new world from the ashes of the old
"Do what thou wilt" he screams from his cursed soul
A tortured seer, a prophet of our emptiness
Wondering why, wondering why

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

A man of sorrow's wrecked with thoughts that dare not speak their name
Trapped inside a body made to feel only guilt and shame
His anger all his life, "I hate myself", he cried
"Do what thou wilt, do what thou wilt", he cried

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)


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(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)

I am the teacher, come to reach you
Take the old words back to you
You were lost but I found you
and it's your choice what to do

I've learned a few things as I've travelled through the years
Through the door of evermore

I came through fire, came through water
Through the oily serpents kiss
Climbed a mountain, chased the dragon
threw myself in the abyss

Do I make myself familiar to you now?
Cause I've been around you and I'm glad I've found you

CHORUS:
I am the living flame and I teach the holy games
Teach the secret of the dance through the future in the ruins
Kicked the sand in Satan's face, I'll put Jesus in his place
Shaman and priest it's all the same, the magician is my name

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, the magician is my name (x2)
Oh, and magic is my game

SOLO

Now I know you and you know me
We have secrets we can share
We can build a new tomorrow
from the trash of yesterday

It won't be the last time and I'm glad I found you


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(B. Dickinson/ A. Smith)

You come on down to the pit
Come on down to where the vipers spit
I've been waiting for you down here

Cover your eyes with the velvet hands of darkness (x2)

CHORUS:
I don't even know your name
You won't even see my face
But you choose to play my games
Welcome to the hard place

I bring you back from the brink
Are you surprised in every way that you like it?
Are you surprised that you want it?

Cover your lips with the wicked tongue of silence (x2)

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Back to back you ride the snake, he, he, he
You feel it strike, you feel it bite you

Cover your eyes with the velvet hands of darkness
Cover your lips with the wicked tongue of silence

REPEAT CHORUS


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(B. Dickinson/ A. Smith)

In your hour of darkness, be not afraid
As the moonlight shivers on your grave

Come back to fight you here
saves you from the danger
Come back to lead you home
From a hooded stranger

CHORUS:
Conjuring the ghost of Cain
He won't let you fall again
Return your soul to sleep again
Conjuring the ghost of Cain

Cross a cork with silver would save you now
You must pay the ferryman, pay him somehow

There's only one place left
To take you across the river
You'll never know who sent you
The angel who delivers

REPEAT CHORUS

A streamer from the sun,
fire round your heart
The earth gives up, it's dead
The brothers are apart

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)


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(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

The ashes drift away the smoke of our confusion
We turn our frightened faces to each other, say goodbye
Waited for the sign, waited for the moment
Waited for the miracle to arrive

I guess they lie

Look at your future, take a look at your burning sky
Look at your future, look at your burning sky

The others they have gone, who wants to live forever
With nothing left to hold on to the past that we once knew
We believed in heaven, we believed in angels
With arms of purest white to hold us, catch us, when we fall

Look at your future, look at your burning sky
Look at your future, take a look at your burning sky

CHORUS:
Now it's omega, zero day
The red star shines it's last ray
The sun that gave us life yesterday
is now the sun that takes our lives away

SOLO

Look at your future, look at your burning sky
Look at your future, take a look at your burning sky


. . .


(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)

There on a lonely desert hill-top
the pilgrims huddle closer
Waiting for a sign, the coming silver shrine
the arc of space and time

VERSE II:
Truth, all the truth is never clear
Perhaps again next year
the hope lives on beneath the blazing sun
one day you'll come...

CHORUS:
In my hear I'll reach you
In my heart I'll reach out to you
In my heart I touched the face of God

In my dreams somehow

SOLO

It's all a dream

REPEAT CHORUS

It's all a dream somehow


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