(Dickinson/Roy Z)



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 is gone

The chalice stolen from her hand

Eternal life at her command

Now all that she rules must see...



The howling shriek of death in your eyes

The whole court 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

And scared rats closed in alive

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 whole court 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