Bruce Dickinson

Bruce Dickinson - Hell No 5 11 lyrics

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In the darkest hours of the night
 You can swear on the bible...
 Cut the thoat of your rival
 I've been taking my life in my hand
 And I'm making new plants yeah...
 Now I'm starting my life on my own
 In the virgin unknown...

 Hell...Hell no...
 Oh were do we belong?
 In this place,where we fight,
 Oh were do we belong?

 There's a place in the misty air
 Not a million miles from here
 You can make it your own place
 You can change your own face
 I've been taking my life in my hand
 And I'm making new plants yeah...
 Now I'm starting my life on my own
 In the virgin unknown...

 Hell...Hell no...
 Oh were do we belong?
 In this place,where we fight,
 Oh were do we belong?
 Sceaming Hell...Hell no...
 Oh were do we belong?
 In this place,where we fight,
 Oh were do we belong?
 In this place,where we fight,
 Oh were do we belong?

 If you can't really say
 What you don't really know
 Then you don't really know
 What you can't really say
 Sceaming out Hell no
 Shouting out Hell no
 On his knees shouting Hell no
 Defiant as Hell no
 On the street singing Hell no
 On his knees Hell no
 Still shouting out Hell no
 Sceaming Hell no
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