Woorden:
Judas Priest Metal Works 73 93

Grand canyons of space and time universal My mind is subjected, subjected to all Stab, bawl, punch, crawl Hooks to my brain are well in Stab, bawl, punch

Well I've said it before and I'll say it again You get nothing for nothing, expect it when You're backseat drivin' and your hands ain't on the wheel Now

As the sun goes down, I move around Keeping to the shadows Life, hangs by a thread And I've heard it said, that I'll not see tomorrow If that's my destiny

Hypnotize me, mesmerize me Feel my willpower slip Light my fire with cold desire Losing all my grip Eat my diamonds Drinking all my gin Feast your eyes

Sinner rider rides in with the storm The Devil rides beside him The Devil is his God, God help you mourn Do you, do you hear it? Do you hear the thunder

Golden halos radiating higher Diamond visions softly breathing fire Sky processions we are watching you arrive Silver crystals arching beams below What

Racing 'cross the heavens Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching the horizon Blazing to the land Now he's here

: [(Tipton, Halford, Downing) 3.08 from "Sin After Sin"] Grand canyons of space and time universal My mind is subjected to all Stab! Bawl! Punch! Crawl

: [(Tipton, Halford) 5.03 from "Stained Class"] Racing' cross the heavens Straight into the dawn Looking like a comet Slicing through the morn Scorching