Woorden: Iron Maiden. The X Factor. Look for The Truth.

All my dark dreams drift like smoke in the breeze
The fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep
Here comes the nightmare that never ends
Here is the dream that makes monsters of men

Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

In the house of my soul
In rooms of ugliness and cold
Memories locked away
All the doubts and fears I never faced

Now they come again
I am falling down to meet with them
Fear within us all
Mine awake and they stand up tall

Look for the truth
Deepest cut of all from you
Knife of the truth
Blade of hatred slicing through
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh

I pray my sleep will break
Maybe this time I won't wake
Weakness I hide so well
This dagger in my mind will tell

It's my final stand
I make a fist out of each hand
To the shadows of the past
Take a breath and I scream attack

Look for the truth
Deepest cut of all from you
Knife of the truth
Blade of hatred slicing through

Here's for the truth
Deepest cut of all from you
Knife of the truth
Blade of hatred slicing through
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh, yea

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Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
Ooh ooh ooh
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