Lyrics - Paroles de chansons

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

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 learn, see the life 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

From yesterday it's coming
From yesterday the fear
From yesterday it calls him
But he doesn't want to read the message here
He doesn't want to read the message
He dosen'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
He doesn't want to read the message
He dosen't want to read the message here