Текст (слова) песни: Bruce dickinson - Killing floor
So this is dreamtime, and all is quiet So this is dreamtime, and all is night You`ve never been held by the hand of god Who`s rocking the cradle, if he is not?
He turned the oil into his blood Panzer divisions burning in in the mud The stain of freedom - he`s washed it out Who`s rocking the cradle - I have no doubt
Sleeping eyes awake To see his hooded gaze Whispers on the wind The darker side of ecstasy...
Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - hellfires burn no more Satan - has left his killing floor
So now it`s dreamtime for you tonight So now it`s dreamtime, and all is quiet You`ve never been held by the hand of god Who`s rocking your cradle, if he is not?
Sleeping eyes awake To see his hooded gaze Whispers on the wind The never-ending breath goodbye...
Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - his fires burn no more Satan - is coming back for more
Satan - has left his killing floor Satan - has left his killing floor
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