Bruce Dickinson

Kill Devil Hill

Bruce Dickinson

Tyranny of Souls


Blood brothers of angels, now hear us
We earthbound, your offspring
Don't fear us
God willing will rise up, be near you

So open your arms now, and take us
So we're breeding our dreams
Like the Icarus of old
The plans we made for the bout

And the blue ride beyond
There's nowhere to hide
There's no going back now

As the wind wept south of the hillside
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
Steady wind blows over the sand
Twenty knots on the Kill Devil Hill

As the breeze wept straight as an arrow
And it go over Kill Devil Hill
Gasoline and wind and the wise
Kill Devil Hill had the way to the stars

We stand on the seashore, and wonder
What madness, what secrets we plunder
Our failure will long from discovery

The wreckage of heaven lies on the sand
First chances abandoned
With bloodstring and wire
We can barely control our desire
For destiny's arrows

As the wind wept south of the hillside
Twenty knots over Kill Devil Hill
Steady wind blows over the sand
Twenty knots on the Kill Devil Hill

As the breeze wept straight as an arrow
And it go over Kill Devil Hill
Gasoline and wind and the wise
Kill Devil Hill had the way to the stars

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