Bruce Dickinson - Freak

Tekst :

He rides the wave a sprial slave
The prince of darkness plays his games
Your hypnotised under velvet skies
He breathes the red wind acroos your eyes

(chorus)
Who leads you to the dark secret
Who leads you to the dark secret

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

When you look at man you like a god
Swimming in the tide of life, sommersault into the flood
Washing you away

(chorus)

Who is your mistress, who leads you to the dark secret
who is your mistress, who leads you to the dark secret


Inne utwory

  • Real world
  • Welcome to the pit
  • Hell on wheels
  • Son of a gun
  • Mars within (Intro)
  • Acoustic song
  • Magician
  • Kill devil hill
  • Meltdown
  • Fire
  • The freak
  • Road to hell
  • All the young dudes
  • Inertia
  • Dracula
  • Losowe utwory

    Sweet la la love

    Chorus (x4):
    Sweet la la love, now and forever,
    sweet la la love, she s lacking of.

    Monday morning, she is all alone,
    Tuesday morning, she is on her own.
    Wednesday, Thursday, it s a shame,
    there s on Friday, Saturday, Sunday no picture in the frame.
    Mummy never...

    Wear it so well

    So what if I was your lover
    a thousand time before
    you and all the others
    still doesn t make me a whore
    still doesn t make me yours
    You try to say it s what happened, that you were there
    Well so was I
    You re mine, I know...

    No surrender

    (Bizzy)
    My nigga just entered your business,
    so can I get a witness?
    Can you duck? Fuck the po-po, pow
    Startin to kick this, gonna get my shit, and then you fucked up
    Me buck. Me bang. Niggas ain t talkin bout...

    Do mnie, do Ciebie

    Moje oczy widzą strach, twoje oczy patrzą w dal
    Moje usta krzywią się, twoje usta zdobi śmiech
    Moje myśli złoty ptak, twoje myśli złota blask
    Moje dłonie kryją raj, twoje dłonie nieba dar
    Nasze serca płoną w snach, wasze serca niszczy spór
    Nasze drogi dzielą...

    The erosion of sanity

    Man s sanity has not provided
    For an imminent derangement
    Life won t be able to handle
    The psychological sickness

    Encephalitis treatments are unknown
    In a perpetual sleep, they re swallowed

    A decrease in all capacities
    Mentally you re becoming obsolete
    Infection in your brain, it creates
    A slumber that no one can awake

    Nailed in your chair, you...