Bruce Dickinson - Darkside Of Aquarius

The first hellrider came on wings a-plenty in the dark Hauled out his poison and they blew away his mark The fascist from the east is coming, mothers hide your sons The second hellrider came from flaming seas and molten sands Half is played in Hell's commands Hauled out his poison with his promises of promised lands Glad, good times of lying leaders Here comes the riders as the wheel of dharma's running out of time The third hellrider came teaching brothers to kill brother man And the fourth hellrider waits on an acid trail for an acid world Walls of old religions' fools and superstitious men Throw some scary tarot cards and... Here comes the riders as the wheel of dharma's running out of time Here comes the riders as the revolution's stepping out to light the dark aside of Aquarius has robbed us of our souls and minds Here comes the riders as the wheel of time is running out of time From the starlit sky on the silver sea a lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me Gotta move, gotta move, gotta move that wheel right round Gotta push the wheel of dharma round I've gotta move the wheel of torment move that wheel around Gotta move the wheel of dharma, I've round