Letra de Killing Floor - Bruce Dickinson

So this is dreamtime and all is quiet
So this is dreamtime and all is night
You�ve never been held by the hand of God
Who�s rocking the cradle if he is not
He turned the oil into his blood
Panzer divisions burning in the mud
The stain of freedom, he�s washed it out
Who�s rocking the cradle, I have no doubt
Sleeping eyes awake, to see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind, the darker side of ecstasy
Satan � has left his killing floor
Satan � has left his killing floor
Satan � hell fires burn no more
Satan � has left his killing floor
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So now it�s dreamtime for you tonight
So now it�s dreamtime and all is quiet
You�ve never been held by the hand of God
Who�s rocking your cradle if he is not
Sleeping eyes awake, to see his hooded gaze
Whispers on the wind, the neverending breath goodbye
Satan � has left his killing floor
Satan � has left his killing floor
Satan � his fires burn no more
Satan � is coming back for more
Satan � has left his killing floor
Satan � has left his killing floor...