Road to Hell

Bruce Dickinson

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    Slowly bleeding, watch the vortex feeding
    Like a swirling vulture on your face
    Every hour the unseen rays devour
    Your screaming eyes cry out, but they are blind

    Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails,
    I'll hammer them in

    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Say farewell, we may never meet again
    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets

    Brave new world of secret fantasy
    That hovers just beyond your bloody grasp
    Close enough to thrill, the danger of the kill
    Price for failure of your will

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    Father forgive us our sins, 'cause we are the junkies
    Who never can win

    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Say farewell, we may never meet again
    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets

    Father forgive me my sins, give me the nails,
    I'll hammer them in

    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Parody of hope is the one that I must kill
    We all have to live with our family inventions
    Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets

    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Say farewell, we may never meet again
    The road to hell is full of good intentions
    Down the lefthand highway with no sinister regrets

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    Composición: Bruce Dickinson y A. Smith

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