Solar Confinement - Bruce Dickinson

Trapped inside a web of fiery gravity that fuels all our needs
Chaotic energy that sucks the life from H to He
All life withers in the sun, I deny what I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire

Solar confinement, solar confinement, solar confinement,
solar distress flares – oh oh

I’ve slept with many strangers, so fission fusion fission makes good sense
Where I laid my head, my troubles I put down to experience
It’s warm and lonely in het sun, I deny what I have done
Spend my days and nights in roaring halls of crimson fire

Solar confinement, solar confinement, solar confinement,
solar distress flares, solar distress flares – oh oh

A lonely boy sits in his room, his curtains hide the sun
Confess to what you’ve done
And no one understands...

Solar confinement, solar confinement, solar confinement,
solar distress flares
Solar confinement, solar confinement, solar confinement,
solar distress flares, solar distress flares, solar distress flares - oh oh