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Bruce Dickinson – Many Doors To Hell (Official Audio)
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Credits

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Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Stimme und Gesang
Roy Z
Roy Z
Gitarre
Mistheria
Mistheria
Tasteninstrumente
Dave Moreno
Dave Moreno
Schlagzeug
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Bruce Dickinson
Bruce Dickinson
Songwriter:in
Roger H Ramirez
Roger H Ramirez
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Roy Z
Roy Z
Produzent:in
Dave Moreno
Dave Moreno
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Brendan Duffey
Brendan Duffey
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Christian Cummings
Christian Cummings
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Addasi Addasi
Addasi Addasi
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Alonso Herrera
Alonso Herrera
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Idriss Nadi
Idriss Nadi
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Michael Harris
Michael Harris
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Lyrics

All things of love and beauty Lost in clouds of fiery dust Beneath the blood-red sky The shifting sands will cover us We drink the cup of secrets Dreaming of the afterlife The sun begins its journey Taking us from day to night So where was God when I needed him the most? What salvation is a holy ghost? For what I've done, you can't blame me I've lived across the centuries When the sun goes down I wear my thorny crown I know them, oh, so well The many opening doors to Hell I drink the cup of starlight Dreaming of the day to come My fingers turn the pages Of the book of life that's yet to come My blood is thin, my body aches To lie in earth is still my fate Eclipse will come to set me free And for that moment I can't wait Telling you now, I will come again With the knowledge from my secret realm Share my treasure with humankind Drink of me, lose your mind When the sun goes down I wear my thorny crown I know them, oh, so well The many opening doors to Hell Prometheus unbound Tears of desolation found Believe the tales I tell The many opening doors to Hell Our life will leave us With wounds so grievous Human deceivers I'm your soul retriever When the sun goes down I wear my thorny crown I know them, oh, so well The many opening doors to hell Prometheus unbound Tears of desolation found Believe the tales I tell The many opening doors to Hell The many opening doors to Hell The many opening doors to Hell
Writer(s): Paul Bruce Dickinson, Roger Ramirez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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