作曲 : Bruce Dickinson/Adrian Smith
Well, you killed your first man at 13,
Killer instinct, Animal supreme,
By 16 you had learned to fight
The way of the warrior, you took it as your right.
Sunlight, falling on your steel,
Death in life is your ideal,
Life is like a wheel
Through earth and water, fire and wind,
You came at last-nothing was the end,
Make a cut by fire and stones,
Take you and your blade and break you bothin two-break you both in two.
Life is like a wheel rolling on and on.
SOLO
Life is like a wheel and it's rolling still