He's a stranger to some And a vision to none He can never get enough, Get enough of the one
For a fortune queen But it's hard to amend How it ends and On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here
On a mountain, a city, not a gold, nor blood He can learn, see the life that it turn From the count to the one He's decided when he's done with the air
On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world) On his face is a map of the world (A map of the world)
From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here But he doesn't want to read the message here
On his face is a map of the world
From yesterday, it's coming! From yesterday, the fear! From yesterday, it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here From yesterday, From yesterday, From yesterday, the fear From yesterday, From yesterday But he doesn't want to read the message here