dark side of aquarius

Bruce Dickinson

The first hellrider came, on wings of plenty in the dark.
Poured out his poison, blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming.
Mothers hide your sons

The second hellridrer came
From the flaming sea and molten sand
Pipers playing hell's commands, poured out his poison
With his promises of promised lands
Blackened tongues of lying leaders

Here comes the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
Here comes the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time

The third hellrider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother men
The fourth hellriders waits on an acid trip
For an acid world
Wars of old religious fools and superstitious men,
Throw some scary tarot cards and...

Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's runnig out of time
Here come the riders as the revolution's
Stepping into time
The dark side of aquarius

Has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders
As the wheel of dharma's running out of time
From the starlit sky
On a silver sea,
A lonely silver surfer, comes to push the wheel for me
A lonely silver surfer, come to push the wheel for me

Gotta move, gotta move,
Gotta push the wheel right round
Gotta move, gotta move,
Gotta push the wheel right round

Push the wheel of dharma round
Push the wheel of dharma round
Gotta move the wheel of dharma
Gotta move the wheel of dharma