(B. Dickinson/ Roy Z)
There's a secret that we all share
In the darkest hours of the night
You can swear on the bible...
Cut the throat of your rival
STICK:
I've been taking my life in my hand
And I'm making new plans, yeah...
Now I'm starting my life on my own
In the virgin unknown...
CHORUS:
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
REPEAT STICK
REPEAT CHORUS
Screaming
REPEAT CHORUS
SOLO
If you can't really say what you don't really know,
then you don't really know what you can't really say (x4)
Screaming 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
Screaming Hell no, hell no, one, two, three, four
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