Halford - Hell Razor

Outcast of the morning He'll always go it alone They never can cage him He's got a life of his own Wild as a lone wolf Nothing escapes from his eyes Stars cover his tracks now With such a brilliant disguise Hell razor, he's gonna raise hell tonight Hell razor, he's goin' out for a fight No sense of tomorrow He only lives for the day Their burden of sorrow Who gives a damn what they say Call, call of the wild wind A man only wants to be free He answers to no one That's what we all wanna be He fell out of heaven Mercifully clipped of his wings Some say that he's legion That's when the bad luck begins Mad ball of confusion Watch as he makes worlds collide He answers to no one See how the matter subside