Bruce Dickinson dark side of aquarius

The first hell rider came
On wings 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 hell rider 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 is running out of time
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time is running out of time
The third hell rider came
Teaching brothers to kill brother man
And the fourth hell rider 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 is running out of time
Here come the riders
As the weird illusion's stepping out to light
The dark side of Aquarius
Has robbed us of our souls and minds
Here come the riders
As the wheel of time is running out of time
From the starlit 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
Gotta move the wheel of time
I've gotta move the wheel of time right now