Iron Maiden - Look For The Truth

Look For The Truth

All my dark dreams drift like smoke in the breeze
The fear grips me as I fall towards my sleep
Here comes the nightmare that never ends
Here is the dream that makes monsters of men
In the house of my soul
In rooms of ugliness and cold
Memories locked away
All the doubts and fears I never faced
Now they come again
Imfalling down to meet with them
Fears within us all
Mine awake and they stand up tall
Look for the truth
Deepest cut of all from you
Knife of the truth
Blade of haterd slicing through
I pray my sleep wi will break
Maybe this time I wont wake
Weakness I hide so well
This dagger in my mind wi will tell
Its my final stand
I make a fist out of each hand
To shadowds of the pas t
Take a breath and I scream attack
Here is the truth