Octavia Lyrics - Skunkworks - Bruce Dickinson

I'm vacuum breathing and open-mouthed 

As the red shift fills my eyes 

Minister, my promises as her shadow cuts the day away 

I remember you as you walked into that room 

Dislocated jagged pieces are sliding into this broken mind 

Swimming back against the river but I'm rising with the tide 

Where we came from, we're all going back there soon 

How many times have we met this way? 

How many lives have we lived before? 

How many faces and how many names? 

Shadows come but shadows are gone 

Shadows come but shadows are gone 

How many times have we met this way? 

How many lives have we lived before? 

How many faces and how many names? 

Shadows come but shadows are gone 

Shadows come but shadows are gone