The Alchemist - Bruce Dickinson

Wash away the blackness

With the silver rain

Don’t turn away, don’t turn away

Wash away the blackness

With the silver rain

Don’t turn away, don’t try to hide

Sulfurous and burning

Spitting out the sun

The beginning of creation

Of the golden one

A window to the west

A blazing star above

In Taurus we begin it

And the ladder has begun

Don’t try and blame me for your sins

For the sun has burnt me black

Your hollow lives

This world in which we live

I throw it back

Four-headed dragon

For the four degrees of fire

Purify the insane

Bring the solution ever higher

Bring me all the elements

Spread them round my head

Bring me madmen’s bodies

I will break them all like bread

Don’t try and blame me for your sins

For the sun has burnt me black

Your hollow lives

This world in which we live

I hurl it back

Don’t try and blame me for your sins

For the sun has burnt me black

Your hollow lives

This world in which we live

I throw it back

Don’t try and blame me for your games

Your games are death

My world is light

The Angels fill my eyes

With every breath

And so we lay

We lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay

We lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day

And so we lay

We lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day