Bruce Dickinson - Taking The Queen (штиль) | Текст песни

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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 take 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

Your gold will turn to rust
Your empire follows you into your tomb
The wraiths of night caress
And whisper softly now we are dead
They bear your life away
They tear your heart in two
They're taking the queen

To some better place
So they think as the flame burns low

Now the flame burns higher
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.


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