Vinnie Vincent - Invasion Lyrics
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Invasion
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What Are The Lyrics For Invasion By Vinnie Vincent?
You fired the first shot without fair warning
Love's silver bullet through the heart Shell shocked, you brought me to my knees... I've fallen All is fair in love and war I kissed your lips and heard the siren's call Into your spider's web I fall Onto the battle field of lust we thunder Like titans clashing throughout the night Over who will wear the crown of passion Let flesh and fantasy begin Let pain and pleasure be our only sin Let your heaven burn to take me in Invasion! That's how you come on to me Invasion! You were armed with ecstacy Invasion! You claim your victory Invasion! Your love has conquered me A lonely hunter in disguise, she's a killer She breaks the silence of the night And she uses all nine lives to stalk her prey . . . then she strikes And like a thorn you leave your sting You shoot your arrow with cupid's wing I feel the rush of heat your touch can bring Invasion! That's how you come on to me Invasion! You were armed with ecstacy Invasion! You claim your victory Invasion! Your love has conquered me Hot blooded combat got my back against the wall Hand to hand, soul to soul, red lights flash And the winner takes it all [Musical Interlude] Invasion! That's how you come on to me Invasion! You were armed with ecstasy Invasion! You claim your victory Invasion! Your love has conquered me |
Who Wrote Invasion By Vinnie Vincent?
Brian Johnson, Dean David Vincent
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