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Tell raven that it's fatal Chasing everything that glitters Coloured pieces chattering doesn't miss a single thing Gold and silver body stone never leaves a thing alone Chorus Belts away every hour Flies to his lofty tower Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight Often you'll see the raven Flapping wings and calling loudly He doesn't care what others feel thinks he has the right to steal Gold and silver body stone never leaves a thing alone Chorus Belts away every hour Flies to his lofty tower Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight Break Chorus Belts away every hour Flies to his lofty tower Storing his spoils of the fruits of his toils You beware of the sight of the roundabout flight Aus Songtexte Mania