Close your eyes as you walk through the fields
Hear the cries of madcap dreamers
Now the champion is revealed
From the tower to the tavern
Men are praying by their feasts
Beggars sing their songs for sixpence
As the Devils wipe their feet
The fanfares grace you; the procession of the damned
Will the demons bless you as they take you by the hand?
The jester in the corner bears witness to the fall
He’s sleeping now forever – come gather round one and all
I’m a drifter on the edge of time
But my time is running low
Too many things are on my mind
That I don’t wanna know
Trace your steps as the madman lies in pain
Played the fool in hopeless battles
Played the pawn in jester’s games
I curse the wind; did I live there long ago?
Is it right that I should die here? Be a thorn without a rose?
Trade me, save me from the gardens of the blind
Betray me, pray thee – have you been here long as I?
Enslave the saviour; will you let the shadow grow?
Whispered the Drifter; I’m sorry but I have to go
I’m a drifter on the edge of time
But my time is running low
Too many things are on my mind
That I don’t wanna know
I’m a drifter on the edge of time
But my time is running low
Too many things are on my mind
That I don’t wanna know
I'm a drifter on the edge;
Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge of time
Drifter on the edge;
Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge of time
Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge
Drifter on the edge, drifter on the edge