Bruce Dickinson
Inertia
[Verse 1]
These are the pictures
These are the feelings from the frontline
Living in silence
Feeling the deafness like heavy smoke
Smiling with strangers
Counting the days
Like a spring coiled up inside
Welcome to your future
Welcome to your book of lies

[Bridge 1]
Fingers crawl through pages
Nothing changes living here

[Chorus 1]
Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die

[Verse 2]
A raged pile of silent accusers
Smell the blood of strangers here
No eyes, no ears, no smell, no taste
The mouth of the maggot is
Full of this place
[Verse 3]
Murdered conscience
The pressure is crushing heads
Like paper lanterns now
Unbreakable grip, a dead hand
Driving us forward to the end

[Bridge 2]
Kicking through the traces
A thousand years from now

[Chorus 2]
Inertia, no wish to think at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die

[Chorus 1]
Inertia, no wish to move at all
Inertia, everything's a stone wall
Inertia, history lets you die