(Dickinson/Roy Z)
The first hellrider came
On wings a-plenty in the dark
Hauled out his poison
And he blew away his mark
The fascist from the east is coming
Mothers, hide your sons
The second hellrider came
From flaming seas and molten sands
Half his play in Hell's commands
Hauled out his poison
With his promises of promised lands
Glad, good times of lying leaders
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time's running out of time
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time's running out of time
The third hellrider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother man
And the fourth hellrider waits
On an acid trail for an acid world
Walls of old religions' fools and superstitious men
Throws some scary Tarot cards and
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time's running out of time
Here come the riders
As the weird illusion's stepping out to light
The Darkside of Aquarius
Has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time's running out of time
From the star-lit sky on a silver sea
A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me
A lonely silver surfer comes to push the wheel for me
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel right 'round
Gotta move, gotta move
Gotta move that wheel around
Gotta push the wheel of time around
Push the wheel of time around
Push the wheel of time around
Push the wheel right 'round, right now, yeah
I've gotta move the wheel of time, I've
Gotta move the wheel of time, I've
Gotta move the wheel of time, oh
Move that wheel right around