I'm

just

a

lo-

ser

in

the

game

of

love

I'm

just

a

stray

boy

in

the

shade

and

how

I

wish

to

know

what

love

is

like

to

find

some-

one

to

con-

tem-

plate

There's

a

voice

and

a

mi-

llion

ans-

wers

to

the

ques-

tions

I

don't

ask,

a

de-

mon

I've

got

to

con-

tain

When

I'm

wal-

king

through

the

fen

get-

ting

deep

in-

to

the

black

there

are

whis-

pers

I

can't

res-

train

don't

give

in

.

Rise

to

fame

time

will

co

me

Make

your

claim

time

has

co

me

for

the

crow

to

fly

a-

way

So

you're

an

an-

gel

meant

to

walk

down

here

and

you

be-

lieve

it's

all

di-

vine

and

you

don't

play

by

all

those

tem-

poral

rules

you

watch

the

world

be-

gin

to

die,

al-

right

When

the

lamb's

been

torn

to

pie-

ces

I've

been

cra-

shing

from

the

sky

the fa-

llen

to

care

for

the

prey

they

put

a

spoke

right

in

your

wheel

I'm

the

one

to

dare

the

weak

to

push

you

all

o-

ver

the

pain

You

give

in

.

Oooooh

Rise

to

fame

time

will

co

me

Make

your

claim

time

has

co

me

for

the

crow

to

fly

a-

way.

I

close

my

eyes

and

I

see

what

comes

my

way,

oh

yeah

.

He's

got

trea-

sure

in

his

eyes

that

he's

go-

nna

turn

to

clay.

I'm

a

stran-

ger,

I'm

a

chan-

ger,

And

I'm

dan-

ger,

may-

be

.

Fa-

llen

an-

gel

wai-

ting

for

the

prey,

the

de-

vil

ahs

come

to

take

the

maimed

a-

way,

pe-

ne-

tra-

tion

of

the

twis-

ted

mind,

the

de-

vil

is

out

for

the

weak

and

blind.

I

can

feel

it

in

your

voice,

e-

ver

so

sweet.

No.

Do

I

rea-

lly

have

a

choice?

No,

no,

no.

You

burn

your

feet

on

un-

ho-

ly

ground,

you

roam

the

ba-

rren

wi-

cked

plains

a-

bound.

In

e-

vil

eyes,

and

e-

vil

speak

a-

bound

in

all

you

e-

vil

freaks.

When

you

say

it's

all

di-

vi-

ne

and

meant

to

be,

yeah

Oh,

oh,

oh,

What

a-

bout

your

flesh

and

blood,

and

de-

fi-

ers

like

me?

Their

e-

vil

eyes

are

loo-

king

down

on

you

and

thsoe

who

don't

are

lo-

sing

sight

of

you.

Face

the

rage

to

chase

a-

way

the

spec-

ter

of

dis-

grace

and

shame.

Wi-

thered

ro-

ses

dy-

ing

on

the

ledge,

a

wi-

thered

drea-

mer

stan-

ding

on

the

edge.

You

dream

of

love,

wake

up

to

pain,

you're

bet-

ter

off

to

jo-

in

in

my

game.

Then

she'll

be

bet-

ter

off

to

cry

con-

crite

tears.

One

day

she'll

won-

der

why

she

had

to

let

you

dis-

ap-

pear...

oh

,

de-

ar...

Your

time

has

come

to

take

the

sun

You're

drawn

to

the

sound

you're

lea-

ving

ground

The

flight

of

the

crow,

cross

the

line,

time

has

come...

for

the

crow

to

fly

a-

way.

It's

a

flight

to

hell,

can't

you

hear

the

bell?

The

de-

vil

has

come

to

take

your

soul

a-

way.

It's

a

flight

to

hell

Al-

right!

I'm

a

stran-

ger

I'm

a

chan-

ger

and

I'm

dan-

ger

.

Fa-

llen

an-

gel

wai-

ting

for

the

prey