Bruce Dickinson - Soul Intruders

We ride the cosmic streams of time
We are the fools you came to trust
We blind the eyes of history
We tear ourselves down from your cross

Half-lives, we live again
Half-lives, now we are one

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?

Solar winds have taken hold
Blowing us where we do not know
Existence silent and unknown
Father son and viral host
Half-lives, eat but never kill
Half-lives, we live as well

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?

Half-lives, eat but never kill
Hope flies, we live as well

We're the Soul Intruders, and the whirling void of night
We're the Soul Intruders, and we're crying for the light
We're the Soul Intruders, with no life of our own
I'm a sole survivor, but who sits on my throne?