Tytuł: Taking the Queen

• Wykonawca: Bruce Dickinson
• Wyświetleń: 626

Who stole your heartbeat in the night?
  The acolytes fearful in the flickering light
  They hold a mirror to catch the breath from your mouth
  Your breath was stolen by the wind ...from the south
  
  An other winter's tale is done
  You're immortal lover, he's gone
  A chalice stolen from her hand, eternal life at her command
  All that she rules must sleep
  
  The howling shriek of death in your eyes
  The whole court and the beast
  enter your room where gold will turn to rust
  Your empire follows you
  into your tomb, the wraiths of night caress
  and whispers softly now
  "we are the dead", they bear your life away
  they tear your heart in two
  
  They've taken the queen
  to some better place
  so they think as the flame burns low
  
  SOLO
  
  
  Now the flame burns higher
  and it purifies the love that died
  And scared rats closed in alive
  back to the earth, sealing the tomb
  
  Our skeleton rise from/through the veil of blood
  who summons us now from our graves
  We are the dead, the shriek of death in your eyes
  The whole court and the beast
  enter your room, the wraiths of night caress
  and whispers softly now
  "we are the dead", they bear your life away
  they tear your heart in two
  They've taken the queen...