Bruce Dickinson Darkside Of Aquarius
The first hellrider came On wings a-plenty in the dark Hauled out his poison And he 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 his play in Hell's commands Hauled out his poison With his promises of promised lands Glad, good times of lying leaders Here come the riders As the wheel of time is running out of time Here come the riders As the wheel of time is running out of time 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 Throws some scary Tarot cards and... Here come the riders As the wheel of time is running out of time Here come the riders As the weird illusion's stepping out to light The Darkside of Aquarius Has robbed us of our souls and minds Here come the riders As the wheel of time is running out of time From the star-lit sky on a silver sea A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel right 'round Gotta move, gotta move Gotta move that wheel around Gotta push the wheel of time around Push the wheel of time around Push the wheel of time around Push the wheel right 'round, right now (yeah) I've gotta move the wheel of time, I've Gotta move the wheel of time, I've Gotta move the wheel of time, oh Move that wheel right around Gotta move the wheel of time, I've Gotta move the wheel of time right now
