A Tyranny Of Souls Lyrics - Bruce Dickinson

When shall we three meet again? 

In thunder, lightning, or in rain? 

When the hurly burly's done? 

When the battle's lost, not won? 

A tyranny of souls that love has lost 

A tyranny of souls, a Pentecost 

Speak in tongues of fire 

Inflaming our desires, watching as we die 

Who rips the child out from the womb? 

Who raised the dagger, who plays the tune? 

At the crack of doom on judgment day 

No ocean could wash my sins away 

A tyranny of souls that love has lost 

A tyranny of souls, a Pentecost 

Speak in tongues of fire 

Inflaming our desires, watching as we die on our own cross 

A tyranny of souls 

We are the black space, we are the black light 

We shine where no others dare 

Killing my head with the neon, suffering my fate for no reason 

No is a relative stranger to my life 

Deeds of the faithful, seeds of betrayal 

Hammer the nail into my hand, anger is ruler in my land 

I am the killer of weakness in my head 

We are the black light, we are the black space 

A tyranny of souls that love has lost 

A tyranny of souls, a Pentecost 

Speak in tongues of fire 

Inflaming our desires, watching as we die on our own cross 

A tyranny of souls that love has lost 

A tyranny of souls, a Pentecost 

Speak in tongues of fire 

Inflaming our desires, watching as we die