C - Em (opakovat) 1. 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 on his face is a map of the world A map of the world A map of the world R: From yesterday it's coming From yesterday the fear From yesterday it calls him But he doesn't want to read the message here 2. On a mountain he sits not of gold but of shit through The blood he can look, 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 A map of the world, 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 A map of the world R: From yesterday it's coming... He doesn't want to read the message He doesn't want to read the message here R: From yesterday it's coming... From yesterday, from yesterday, from yesterday the fear From yesterday, from yesterday But he doesn't want to read the message He doesn't want to read the message He doesn't want to read the message here