Empire of the Clouds

Iron Maiden2015年9月4日

Empire Of The Clouds (雲中帝國) - Iron Maiden (鐵娘子)

To ride the storm to an empire of the clouds


To ride the storm they climbed

Aboard their silver ghost


To ride the storm to a kingdom that will come


To ride the storm and damn the rest Oblivion


Royalty and dignitaries brandy and cigars


Grey lady giant of the skies

You hold them in your arms


The millionth chance they laughed

To take down his majesty's craft

To India they say magic carpet float away

An October fateful day


Mist is in the trees


Stone sweats with the dew


The morning sunrise red before the blue


Hanging at the mast


Waiting for command


His majesty's airship


The R101


She's the biggest vessel built by man

A giant of the skies

For all you unbelievers

The Titanic fits inside


Drum roll tight her canvas skin

Silvered in the sun


Never tested with the fury

With the beating yet to come


The fury yet to come


In the gathering gloom

The storm rising in the west


The coxswain stared

Into the plunging weather glass


We must go now

We must take our chance with fate


We must go now

For a politician he can't be late


The airship crew awake for thirty

Hours at full stretch


But the ship is in their backbone

Every sinew every inch


She never flew at full speed

A trial never done


Her fragile outer cover

Her achilles would become


An achilles yet to come


Sailors of the sky


A hardened breed


Loyal to the king and an airship creed


The engines drum


The telegraph sounds


Release the cords

That bind us to the ground


Said the coxswain Sir she's heavy


She'll never make this flight


Said the captain damn the cargo

We'll be on our way tonight


Groundlings cheered in wonder

As she backed off from the mast


Baptizing them her water

From the ballast fore and aft

Now she slips into our past


Fighting the wind as it rolls you


Feeling the diesels that push you along

Watching the channel below you


Lower and lower into the night

Lights are passing below you


Northern France asleep in their beds

Storm is raging around you


A million to one that's what he said


Reaper standing beside her


With his scythe cuts to the bone

Panic to make a decision


Experienced men asleep in their graves

Her cover is ripped and she's drowning


Rain is flooding into the hull

Bleeding to death and she's falling


Lifting gas is draining away


We're down lads came the cry


Bow plunging from the sky


Three thousand horses silent

As the ship began to die


The flares to guide her path


Ignited at the last


The empire of the clouds

Just ashes in our past


Just ashes at the last


Here lie their dreams

As I stand in the sun

On the ground where they built

And the engines did run

To the moon and the stars


Now what have we done

Oh the dreamers may die

But the dreams live on


Dreams live on


Dreams live on


Now a shadow on a hill


The angel of the east


The empire of the clouds

May rest in peace


And in a country churchyard


Laid head to the mast


Eight and forty souls

Who came to die in France