He`s a stranger to some
And a vision to none
He can never get enough
Get enough of the one

For a fortune he`d quit
But it`s hard to admit
How it ends and begins
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 he sits
Not of gold but of shit
Through the blood he can look
See the lives that he took
From a council of one
He`ll decide when he`s done with the innocent
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
(But he doesn`t want to read the message)
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
(But he doesn`t want to read the message)
He doesn`t want to read the message here!