Текст песни Bruce dickinson - Solar Confinement
Bruce dickinson - Solar Confinement слова песни
Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needsChaotic energy that sucks the life from h to heAll life withers in the sun - I deny what I have doneSpend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fireSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar distress flares(o-oh)Ive slept with many strangersSo fission, fusion, fission makes good senseWhere I laid my head, my troubles Ill put down to experienceIts warm and lonely in the sun - I deny what I have doneSpend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fireSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar distress flaresSolar distress flares(o-oh)A lonely boy sits in his roomHis curtains hide the sunConfess to what youve doneAnd no one understandsSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar distress flaresSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar confinementSolar distress flaresSolar distress flaresSolar distress flares(o-oh)