Lyrics Bruce Dickinson

Bruce Dickinson

Taking the Queen

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

But your breath was stolen by the wind from the south

Another winter's tale is done

Your immortal lover - he's gone

The chalice stolen from her hand

Eternal life at her command

Now all that she rules must sleep

The howling shriek of death in your eyes

The hawklord and the beast enter your room

The gold will turn to rust

Your empire follows you into your tomb

The wraiths of night caress

And whisper 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

Now the flame burns higher

And it purifies the love that died

A stone rolls closed on a life

Back to the earth, sealing the tomb

Our skeletons rise through the veil of blood

Who summons us now from our graves?

'We are the dead'

The shriek of death in your eyes

The hawklord and the beast enter your room

The wraiths of night caress

And whisper softly now, 'We are the dead'

They bear your life away

They've torn your heart in two

They've taken the queen