Written by Tobias Sammet
Bm G A Em F#m G Bm I'm just a loser in the game of love G I'm just a stray boy in the shade A And how I wish to know what love is like Em F#m G To find someone to contemplate Bm There's a voice and a million answers To the questions I don't ask G A demon I've got to contain A When I'm walking through the fen Gonna deep into the black Em F#m G There are whispers that I can't restrain D Don't give in {Chorus:} D D/C# Bm Bm D A Rise to fame time will come D D/C# Bm Bm D A Make your claim time has come D D/C# Bm For the crow who fly away Bm G A - Em F#m G {Jorn Lande:} Bm So you're an angel meant to walk down here G And you believe it's all divine A And you don't play by all those temporal rules Em F#m G Watch the world begin to die Bm Alright when the lamb's been torn to pieces, I've been crashing from the sky G A Fallen to care for the pray, they put a spoke right in your wheel Em F#m G I'm the one to dare the weak, to push you all over the pain D You give in oh {Chorus} {solo: Sascha Paeth} D Bm - G A D Bm - {Tobias Sammet:} Bm D Bm D Bm D Bm| D Em Bm I close my eyes and I see what's coming my way Bm D Bm D Bm | D Em G He's got treasure in his eyes that he's gonna turn to clay {Jorn Lande:} G G Hm, I'm a stranger, I'm a changer and I'm danger... Maybe {Tobias Sammet:} Bm D D/C# A Fallen angel - waiting for the prey Bm D D/C# A The devil has come to take a maimed away Bm D D/C# A Penetration of the twisted mind Bm D D/C# A The evil is out for the weak and blind G Em I can feel it in your voice A (Bm D D/C# A) Ever so sweet, no G Em A (Bm D D/C# A) Do I really have a choice? No, no, no! {Jorn Lande:} Bm D D/C# A Oh, you burn your feet on unholy ground Bm D D/C# A You roam the barren wicked plains abound Bm D D/C# A In evil eyes and evil speak Bm D D/C# A About it all your evil freaks G Em A Bm D D/C# A When you say it's all divine and meant to be G Em A Bm What about your flesh and blood and defires like me? Their evil eyes are looking down on you And those who don't are losing sight of you Face the rage to chase away The specter of disgrace and shame Withered roses dying on the ledge A withered dreamer standing on the edge You dream of love but you wake up to pain You're better off to join in my game G Em A Then she'll better off to cry contrite tears G Em A G One day she'll wonder why she had to let you disappear, D D/C# Bm Rise to fame your time has come Bm D A Time will come to take the sun D D/C# Bm Make your claim - you're drawn to the sound Bm D A Time has come you're leaving ground Rise to fame - the flight of the crow Time will come - cross the line Your time has come - for the crow to fly away It's a flight to hell Can you hear the bell The devil has come To take your soul away A flight to hell - alright Bm G A Em F#m I'm a stranger I'm a changer And I'm danger Fallen angel Waiting for the prey