Альбом Bruce Dickinson

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.)

I will not be pushed
I will not be stamped defiled
I will not be crushed
I am not your only child

I am not a freak
object of your own desire
I am not ashamed
I am not an alibi

CHORUS:
I stand alone, now I can see
You won't bring me down
For all this pain and misery
I'm not broken

Crushed, crushed

I am not a pawn
This is not a game of chess
I am not a pin stuck into your shiny vest
I am not a slave
I will do what I do best
Walking out on you
Take my life and leave the rest

REPEAT CHORUS

CHORUS II:
All the hatred can't you see
You won't bring me down
?Open your eyes up? set me free
I'm not broken

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (x4)

REPEAT CHORUS & CHORUS II

(B. Dickinson/ J. Gers)

Tattooed boys with expensive toys.
Living in a bubble of sin.
Money can buy you most of anything.
Fix your nose or the mess your in.
Front page news you can share your views.
With a population that wants to be like you.
Out on the strip. Out on the tiles.
Same old greed behind the PR smiles.

You and all your entourage. To me your all the same.
You and all your entourage. Playing foolish games.

CHORUS:
I don't want your big city shining.
I don't want your silver lining.
I don't wanna be a tattooed millionaire.

He's got a wife, she ain't no brain child.
Ex mud queen of Miami.
In his stretch Cadillac, he keeps her in the back.
With his CD player and his bottle of Jack.
LA dude. LA Attitude. Laid back, selfish and getting fat.
Body guards, Porn Stars, Gold credit cards.
Using each other. Running for cover.

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z/ A. Dickinson)

There's a sinister game that children play...Hey...Hey
When they get to the end of each schoolday...Hey...Hey
They spend their lives getting ready for the kill...

CHORUS:
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back

Who remembers the names of fallen heroes aha aha?
Who remembers today to fly their flag?
I couldn't say I loved you like I did before...Ha!

Laughing in the hiding bush
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding bush

It's the laughing attack
The joker is back
He's wild in the pack
The joker is back
Laughing in the hiding... gonna kick him in the bush, yeah

SOLO

(B. Dickinson)

For too long now
There were secrets in my mind
For too long now
There were things I should have said

In the darkness, I was stumbling for the door
To find a reason, to find the time, the place, the hour

Waiting for the winter sun, and the cold light of day
The misty ghosts of childhood fears
The pressure is building and I can't stay away

CHORUS:
I throw myself into the sea
Release the wave, let it wash over me
To face the fear, I once believed
The tears of the dragon, for you and for me

Where I was
I had wings that couldn't fly
Where I was
I had tears I couldn't cry

My emotions frozen in an icy lake
I couldn't feel them until the ice began to break

I have no power over this, you know I'm afraid
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Slowly I awake
Slowly I rise
The walls I built are crumbling
The water is moving, I'm slipping away

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

There are twelve commandments
There are twelve divisions
Twelve are the pagans who have mapped the sky
In the outer circle
To the inner sanctum
From the octave at the end of time

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

In the atom circle
Where we break the stars
Hammer into anvil, stuffing out the sun
Witness all the killing
See the birth of Mars
Our religion thrown into the fire

The fountain, the trinity
The pilgrim is searching for blood
(searching for his blood)
To look for his own free will
The stone of infinity, washed in the flood

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the magician laughs
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the priestess kneels
(priestess kneels)
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide

Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, and the hanged man smiles
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, let the fool decide
Lovers in the tower
The moon and sun divided, the priestess kneels to receive
Lovers in the tower

(B. Dickinson/ J. Gers)

Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom. Stood their ground and died.
That I could be alive and see the damage,
that we've managed since.
In this septed isle. Is nothing sacred.
Just a one square mile.

CHORUS:
Justice and Liberty. You can buy what you don't get free.
In a world of steel and glass. We bury our past.

On and On. We slept till dawn. When we awoke, we hardly spoke.

My grandfather taught me how to fight.
Old fashioned stuff like wrong and right.
But all around I see his morals buried in a mess
Of money troubles, Born in a mining town in '58.
When black and white TV was up to date.
And men where still around.
Who fought for freedom, stood their ground and died.

REPEAT CHORUS

On and On. We slept till dawn.

(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.)

Sound of merlins fired up and their spoiling for the fight
1000 bombers ready, it's the target for tonight
Deeper into Germany, but we all know the score
I know that I'm not coming back like those that did before

Now the flare gun fires and we get the go
Say goodbye to the earth below

CHORUS:
Tonight, on silver wings
I am soaring through the mountains of the moon
on silver wings
Flying where no angels fly

I have brought these engines to the very jaws of hell
Melat hearts are beating through this hail of shot and shell
Terror from the skies where the angels fear to tread
Nothing in my eyes, I am the living dead

Now the searchlight blinding us with its light
Can't shake this one off tonight

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

The sky is bleeding gasoline and fuel is running low
Tanks are blown to pieces soon the wing is going to go
All the crew have bailed out over Essen long ago
But every night since 45 this bomber boy has staeyd alive

I can't believe she's still in the sky
Me and my merlins fly

REPEAT CHORUS

on silver wings
I am soaring through the mountains of the moon
on silver wings

(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 / Roy Z.)

How happy is the human soul
Not enslaved by dull control
Left to dream and roam and play
Shed the guilt of former days

Walking on the foggy shore
Watch the waves come rolling home
Through the veil of pale moonlight
My shadow stretches out its hand...

CHORUS:
And so we lay
We lay in the same grave
Our chemical wedding day
(x2)

Floating in the endless blue
My seed of doubt I leave to you
Let it wither on the ground
Treat it like a plague you found
All my dreams that were outside
In living colour, now alive

And all the lighthouses
Their beams converge to guide me home...

REPEAT CHORUS

(B. Dickinson/ A. Dickson)

A silent river flowing black
Strange attractions, no turning back
Present danger I recall
that pins my senses to the wall

Back from the edge where the
darkness has fled and I'm
swimming in light and I'm
falling, falling from the edge

Back from the edge

I fell from grace and that's a fact
I still have urges I fight back
Cold decisions wear me thin
Kill yourself, begin again

Back from the fear that you're
not worth a damn, throw your-
self into light and the rush as you
spin from the edge

Back from the edge

Now and then I wonder where the faces from my childhood have gone
Like father like son in your bones it lives on glowing shadows

SOLO

(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

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z./ E. Casillas)

The mark is on you now
The furnace sealed inside your head
Melting from the inside now
Waxy tears run down your face

The whore that never told her tale
Relives it every night with you
Far off stands the lamb and waits
For the wolf to come and end its life

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core

Serpent on the altar now
Has wrapped itself around your spine
So you look into its mouth
And you kiss the pearly fangs divine

Happy that your end is swift
The weeping virgin cries in bliss
The snake and priestess, they are one
The veil of flesh is ripped undone

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light...?

(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

The burning sweat of poison tears
The river flowing red with blood
The cradle-robbing hand of death
Caresses every dreaming head

Waiting for the marriage hearse
To take you to the funeral pyre
So you burn the family tree
The generations burning higher

Stand inside the temple
As the book of Thel is opening
The priestess stands before you
Offering her hand out, she's rising

Come the dawning of the dead
In famine and in war
Now the harlot womb of death
Spits out its rotten core
By the pricking of my thumbs
Something wicked this way comes
And when sleep takes you tonight
Will you wake to see the light

By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...
By the dawning of the dead...

[Spoken:]

What demon hath formed this abominable void...
This soul-shuddering vacuum?

Some said it is Urizen -
But unknown, abstracted, brooding secret

(B. Dickinson)
From Soundtrack "The Nightmare on Elm Street"

Honey its getting close to midnight
And all the myths are in town
True love and lipstick on your linen
Bite the pillow make no sound

If there's some living to be done
Before your life becomes your tomb
You'd better know that I'm the one
Unchain your back door invite me around

CHORUS:
Bring your daughter, bring your daughter to the slaughter
let her go, let her go, let her go
(x2)

Honey its getting close to daybreak
The sun is creeping in the sky
No patent remedies for heartache
Just empty words and humble pie

So get down on your kneees honey
Assume an attitude
You just pray that i'll be waiting
Cos you know I'm coming soon

REPEAT CHORUS

So pick up your foolish pride'
No going back, no where, no way, no place to hide

SOLO

REPEAT CHORUS (x2)

(B. Dickinson)

Cold sunlight falling on me
Cold sunlight falling on me
I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend
Fall asleep as the dawn comes up, a ray of hope again

Hold a crystal vision, for a second, let it pass
Hold a crystal vision, for a moment making last
Summers so quickly gone, darkness be my friend
Nothing lasts forever, but the certainty of change

SOLO

I am a lonely man, sorrow is my friend

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.)

When the dying western sun dips low
And the raincloud rises in the east
Between the lines of truth and the words of faith
Lie the fiery duties of the be priest

Stir the blood of ancient things
Drawing down the moon

From the hill of Tarna see the beltane fires
And the silent Celtic kings await
From the midnight hour to the light of dawn
Feel the mountain tremble and your heart will shake

Stir the memories of the stones
We are drawing down the moon
In the circle of the old ways
Of the wicker man...

Wicker man, wicker man
From the beacon hill,
cast your fire on this land
Wicker man, wicker man
From the beacon hill,
throw your ashes in our hands

Let the pendulum go
Let it sway away
Let the chimes ring out
On this solstice day

When the earth renews
When the seed reveals
When we are reborn
Every waking dream

When the earth renews itself
When the seed reveals itself
(x2)

When we are reborn
In every waking dream
Every tree and leaf
Every frozen stream

Wicker man
When the earth renews itself
Wicker man
When the seed reveals itself
Wicker man
When we are reborn
Wicker man
In every waking dream
Wicker man
Every tree and leaf
Wicker man
Every frozen stream

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.)

How many lifetimes, how many beginnings
How many lovers, how many threats
How many religions to keep us all guessing
Give me a reason. Why? Hell is a reason. Why?

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's like the cages in the zoo
The real world, is there a lifelong there to be?
The real world, the real world

Too many people try to sell you their cages
Killing the fox till the jailer arrives
If living in zoos is your idea of outrageous
Don't pick any animal, I'll be the wild one

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's likes the cages in the zoo
The real world can leave you hanging by a thread
The real world, the real world

SOLO

The real world, you've got to fight to see it through
The real world, it's likes the cages in the zoo
The real world can leave you hanging by a thread
The real world, the real world
(x2)

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z.)

We live and die like all the rest
Every summer has its sunset every year
Love and hope put to the test
Every grain of comfort holds the seed of fear

And I loved you long ago
And I love you still
But the roads that we have travelled took us far apart
Scattered to the four winds
Someday we will find the time to heal

And I loved you long ago

SOLO

And the scars that bear my name
are the wounds that never heal
But the road that we have travelled took us far apart
And I love you still

(B. Dickinson/ J. Crichton/ R. Baker)

A silent sleeping vampire, arisen from his grave
As I am still quiet in the dark
The only sign of breathing, a flicker on my skin
The only sign of life, my beating heart

What does it take to open my eyes?
What does it take to register surprise?
What does it take to feel joy?
What does it take to feel pain?

Floors creep but doors are still
I've read all the books about being ill
I know the truth, the truth knows I'm right
One day you'll fear me in the night

CHORUS:
A drowning mind sees daylight, coming up for air
I've been working hard for this
all my life and I like it this way

I know they're staking out my house
That's why I'm quiet like a mouse
I don't know love but I know what's right
I feel my sickness every night

My TV fills my world with light
Twenty-four hours of second sight
I talk to God on my station
He gives me secret information

REPEAT CHORUS

SOLO

Mother suffocate me
Mother suffocate me
There's no way out of here
It's tearing me apart
There's no way out of here
There's no way out of here
Mother suffocate me
There's no way out of here
There's no way out of here

(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z./ A. Smith)

Love is over like it never began
Flicker of life, the candle in his hand
Watch the fairy tale unfold, unwind
For this prize he traveled in his mind

Who is guilty, who decides
Who took her life, who gained a prize
Love is cheap, life's a lie
What kind of man would do this to his friend

Hand caressed, squeezed her life away
Slide into the darkness, the end of the day
Swallowed with the black, cover the light
To the fire, to the night

Love is over like it never began
Flicker of life, the candle in his hand
The queen is dying, dying and loved

Watch the fairy tale unfold, unwind, unravel
Now with his prize he'd slide into the forest beyond

You're alone, alone...forever
Alone forever
Alone forever
He's gonna be alone forever

(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)

(B. Dickinson/ J. Gers)

Before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
Yea, before I met my baby, there was a whole lot going on
I used to wag my tail in every corner, never hesitate to give that bitch a bone

Before I met my baby didn't have a clue
Before I met my baby I didn't know what I should do
Before I met my baby this misguided mutt made dogmeat out of you and everybody
else

She went to see my kennel, she said "It's like a rabbit huch"
She went to see my kennel, she said "It smells too much"
She wouldn't wag her tail or nothing at all until the furniture-man called
He said take it away, oh yeah, go on, let's guitar

SOLO

One time, baby, I took her for a walk
Two timing bitch, I tried to squash her under a truck
Three time looser, this ain't no game
Five hand shuffle driving me insane
I can't get it when I want it, when I call her she don't answer to her name

We settle down into a laugh of bliss or so it seemed
I adjusted to the endless wine and foodmixes end her talking to me
It was hell, I tell you
And when I dug my bone up, she threw my bone right back at me!

Some...
There's some harmonica? In the ball?

SOLO

I finished with that bitch, he'd left her tied up to a tree
She had a note around her neck saying, "Take this one, she's free"
Before I met my baby my life was misery
Before I met my baby my life was misery

(B. Dickinson/ A. Dickson)

Say goodbye to earth's children on a sleigh ride to the moon
Blue and white in the distance, not sorry I'm leaving you

Now and then the earthrise fills my eyes
Now and then the darkside fills the sky
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Even in the blackness there's a tune

Now that I'm not with you I close my eyes and dream
Remember all my days as a prisoner of gravity
I left a piece of history and the future has begun
Sat here with my feet hung up and nowhere is my home

Now and then the earthrise fills my dreams
Squeeze my fist in anger, remember what it means
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Every day in the blackness we begin
...again

SOLO

Now and then the earthrise fills my eyes
Squeeze my fist in anger, remember what it means
Turn around the starlight warms my skin
Every day in the blackness we begin

Welcome back to the human race so very far from home
I know I should be lonely but there's too much going on
I left this ball of sadness when the fighting had begun
To leave behind your mayhem, your chemistry ?are free?

(C. Dale)

CHORUS:
I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
and all the girls just fall in his lap
I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
But for a foreigner he's quite a nice chap

He just cooks pasta, always faster
He smokes with his father, makes good carbonara
His cock's too long to fit in this song
He shaves his legs and always thinks about sex
His hands have blisters, don't trust him with your sisters
He talks baloni and eats rigatoni
His name's on his sticks, he's got smelly armpits
And when he plays his drums it sounds like this

REPEAT CHORUS

He's really Italian, hung like a stallion
He never takes a rest from chasing breasts and legs
He hates Peter Criss but he still likes Kiss
And when he plays his drums it sounds like this

REPEAT CHORUS

"The characters described in this song are fictitious and
any similarity to real people living or dead is entirely
coincidental and unintentional"

REPEAT CHORUS

He's really Italian, he's hung like a stallion
His cock's too long to fit in this song
He shaves his legs, always thinks about sex
His hands have blisters, don't trust him with your sisters

He talks baloni and eats rigatoni
His name's on his sticks, he's got smelly armpits
when he plays his drums...

...do you know someone like this

I'm in a band with an Italian drummer
I'm in a band with a foreign chap (Repeat in infinity)

"You know son, it's like this you see.
We met him down the pub one day and eerm...
he looked a bit of a geezer at the time.
Ha! It was only when we gave him a fucking saxophone
that he discovered he was a fucking drummer didn't he!
Fucking cunt!
So we got rid of his saxophone and eerm...
put these drums there instead. And eerm...
he was a star really.
And there's nothing we can do about it really."

I'm in a band, in a band, in a band...

"Hey, are you fucking talking to me, aye?

Minchia! Minchia! Minchia! E' come se metti del
peperoncino nel culo di una porta che scoreggia nuvole di nero.
E poi c'era una vacca... Io non ho capito che dice questo
ragazzo inglese... Non mi ricordo.

Ehi Vito, ma che cazzo dice, eh ?!
E te l'ho detto, io non capisco una minchia questo
ragazzo straniero.

...fucking talking to you, aye!!! Ah, think so!
Andate a 'fanculo !!!"

Translation:
(More or less):

"Dick! Dick! Dick! (in Sicilian dialect)
It's like if you put some pepper in the ass of a door (?)
that farts black clouds.

And then there was a cow... I don't undestand what this
english boy is saying... I don't remember.

Ehi Vito, what does that dick say, eh ?
And I told you, I don't understand this stranger boy.

...fucking talking to you, aye!!! Ah, think so!

(B. Dickinson / Roy Z.)

And did those feet in ancient times
Walk upon England's mountains green?
Was the holy lamb of god
On England's pleasant pastures seen?

And did the countenance divine
Shine forth on our clouded hill?
Was Jerusalem built here
In England's green and pleasant land?

Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash the scales from my eyes
Let it rain
Let it rain
Let me see again...

Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
I shall not sleep till the clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire

Let it rain
Let it rain
Tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash me clean again...

From the frozen waters
The king will rise again
With two suns in the sky...

I shall not cease from mental flight
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land

Let it rain
Let it rain
Tears of blood fall out of the sky
Let it rain
Let it rain
Wash me clean again...

See the gleaming spires of the citadel
The king and queen will dwell
In our hearts...

Can Jerusalem be rebuilded here
In this trivial time, in this land of fear?
In Jerusalem, where the grail remains
Walk into the light and dissolve the chains

(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
(oh-oh-oh-oh)
Jerusalem...

[Spoken:]

Here is her secret place
From hence she comes forth on the churches in delight
Here is her cup, filled with its poisons
In these horrid veils
And here, her scarlet veil, woven in pestilence and war

Here is Jerusalem, bound in chains

(D. Siviter/ A. Siviter)

Waiting for the midnight hour (x6)

CHORUS:
My name is
Dracula, Come here, I've something for you
Dracula, I need a little life
Dracula, And you are gonna be my wife

Walking through the town when the streets are bare in the night
Shadows everywhere, are you sure it's a trick of the light?
Fear is at your heal but you kick it away,
you're so sure theres nothing behind you
Thats a mistake you can make just one time

I bet you thought that I was a ficticous guy from the movie screen
Now its far too late for you to break this date, you missed your chance to
scream
My only sense of humor's in a jugular vein
and your neck is on the menu tonight
Soon you will know what it's like to be mine

REPEAT CHORUS

As long as you live
The Bride of Dracula
(x3)

As long as you live you'll be