Wash away the blackness with the silver rain
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Don't turn away, don't turn away
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Wash away the blackness with the silver rain
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Don't turn away, don't try to hide
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Sulphurous and burning, spitting out the sun
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The beginning of creation, of the golden one
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A window to the west, a blazing star above
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In Taurus we begin it and the ladder has begun
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Don't try and blame me for your sins
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For the sun has burned me black
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Your hollow lives, this world in which we live
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I throw it back
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Four-headed dragon for the four degrees of fire
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Purify the insane, bring the solution ever higher
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Bring me all the elements, spread them round my head
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Bring me mad men's bodies, I will break them all like bread
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Don't try and blame me for your sins
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For the sun has burned me black
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Your hollow lives, this world in which we live
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I hurl it back
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Don't try and blame me for your sins
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For the sun has burned me black
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Your hollow lives - this world in which we live
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I throw it back
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Don't try and blame me for your games
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Your games are death
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My world is light, the angels fill my eyes
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With every breath
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And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
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Our chemical wedding day
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And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
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Our chemical wedding day
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And so we lay, we lay in the same grave
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Our chemical wedding day
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The Alchemist
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| Bruce Dickinson |
