Rain on the Graves - Bruce Dickinson

Dancing on nails I suffer less than when I See any one, who's wrong baptized And blasphemous the stranger is when praying So we spring up from mutual roots Roots decay us We're struggled in tribes Almighty cleft, the absolute is shattered The splitters cut palms up to high The pain exhaust our tired minds till deepness And brings us to wars for believe Intolerance is a dark side Of our creed, which takes us to tranquility and confidence that we are safe We know it. Superior is by our side and we're the ones, who lives... In sole gods' hands and in their names See our creed, which takes us to tranquility and confidence that we are safe We know it. Superior is by our side and we're condemned to life Phoenicia, Carthage and Egypt with Great Rome and Judea Every land lays by your feet Involuntary pantheon fused countless souls Into a unity of morons, who forgot their own past For our creed, which takes us to tranquility and confidence that we are safe We know it. Superior is by our side and we're condemned to life

The sky is grey and once again I can feel a storm come rolling in This could be a long night I try to sleep It's pouring down I reach for you Forgot you're not around But I'm gonna be alright I've got my space to myself Don't have to answer to no one else This couldn't be better So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain When I wonder if you're doing fine Well I don't care, I'm just killing time That's the only reason why And when I just can't shake the blues I try to tell myself it isn't you I wanna believe it Don't need to hold you all night Or see your face in the morning light I'm gonna make it without you So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain Blame it on the hundred degree days Blame it on the traffic on the highway Anything but what I know is true So bring on all the clouds and let it rain on I'll be okay if I can put the blame on Anything everything So if I cry It's not cause I'm missing you No, I'm just fine I'm so damn over you I don't want it back the way it was You could never be the cause of all this pain So I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain I blame it on the rain

We all have secret lives, in our secret rooms Living in our movies, humming our own tunes Living life in camera, when the night is closing down Sliding into darkness, you could be like me Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye We all make up our faces, the make-up of the clown Happy leaving traces of our childish background Pointing at the sky, we can watch the stars You think you're all alone, but you never are... Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Where are you staying? why are you leaving? We watch you breathing through the cameras eye They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now They ain't watching you, they ain't watching you now Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking at the cameras eye? Political sleazes, sexual divas We watch your heart beating through the cameras eye

The farmhouse was overtaken By vine and the snake Hooked on phantom power The acres seemed to ache Pursued by floating rebels They'd take us, if they could I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs The door mouse was mistaken There was no quarter there The attic and the cellar Were but jaws of a bear The hunter was the quarry All tangled in the wood I thought a spell of country living Would do my spirits good Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Disembodied gentry Gathered by my door Your electrical habits Aren't welcome here anymore That day I left With a locket and glove Keepsakes lest I forget A woman by the name of Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know Emily Dickinson All buttoned down in Victoria-black Let's watch the white clouds run With the cool grass on our backs Emily Dickinson Trade your lily for a rose Run to the valley Where the wild daisy grows Emily Dickinson Won't you lay your hair down low? Staring out the windowpane There's so much more to know