Letras:
Dickinson Bruce Accident Of Birth

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

There, on a lonely desert hilltop The pilgrims huddle closer Waiting for a sign, the coming silver shrine The arc of space and time Truth, oh, the truth

(Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) (Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) The ashes drift away, smoke of our confusion We turn our frightened faces

I came from nothing before nothing began Broke the window of existence and became a man No sympathy for fools My star is black and burned I tilt towards

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

missed you Welcome home - we've opened up the gates Welcome home - to your brothers and sisters Welcome home - to an accident of birth (to an accident of birth

Tradução: Dickinson, Bruce. Accidente de Nacimiento.

Tradução: Dickinson, Bruce. Accidente de Nacimiento.

The first hellrider came On wings of plenty in the dark Poured out his poison And he blew away his mark The fascist from the east is coming Mothers,