Bruce Dickinson1000 Points Of Light

You can sail in the desert With a ship of fools You can smuggle in Moses And his book of rules But you can't take mother And give her back her son Hey what kind of freedom Is bought with a gun... People like to build Their own prison walls When they're afraid To look inside a... A thousand points of light Are the muzzle flashes In the night And the freedoms You profess to hold Won't bring the dead back From the cold... Political speeches They are lying in the mud Nothing else matters But money and blood Tyranny of freedom Is do what you like There's a world gone crazy Cos it can't say no. © 2018