Queen: The Prophet's Song

Queen


The Prophet's Song

Brian May

8:13

Listen to the warning

The seer he said

Beware the storm that gathers here

Listen to the wise man

I dreamed I saw on a moonlit stair

Spreading his hands on the multitude there

A man who cried for a love gone stale

And ice cold hearts of charity bare

I watched as fear took the old men's gaze

Hopes of the young in troubled graves

I see no day, I heard him say

So grey is the face of every mortal

Oh Oh people of the earth

Listen to the warning

The prophet he said

For soon the cold of night will fall

Summoned by your own hand

Oh Oh children of the land

Quicken to the new life

Take my hand

Fly and find the new green bough

Return like the white dove

He told of death as a bone white haze

Taking the lost and the unloved babe

Late too late all the wretches run

These kings of beasts now counting their days

From mother's love is the son estranged

Married his own his precious gain

The earth will shake in two will break

And death all around will be your dow'ry

Oh Oh people of the earth

Listen to the warning the seer he said

For those who hear and mark my words

Listen to the good plan

Oh Oh-and two by two my human zoo

They'll be

running for to come (2 times)

out of the rain

Flee for your life

Who heed me not, let all your treasure make you

Fear for your life

Deceive you not the fires of hell will take you

Should death await you

Aah, people can you hear me

God give you trace to purge this place

And peace all around may be your fortune

Oh Oh children of the land

Love is still the answer, take my hand

the vision fades, a voice I hear

"Listen to the Madman!"

But still I fear and still I dare not

Laugh at the Madman