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...



Sulphurous 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 burned 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 mad men's bodies, I will break them all like bread



Don't try and blame me for your sins

For the sun has burned 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 burned 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



And so we lay

We lay in the same grave

Our chemical wedding day...



And all this vegetable world appeared on my left foot

As a bright sandal, formed immortal of precious stones and gold

I stooped down, and bound it on

To walk forward through eternity...