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 wanna read the message here      On a mountain he sits, not of gold, but of sin   Through the blood, he can learn see the life that it turn   From 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 wanna read the message   He doesn't wanna read the message   He doesn't wanna 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 wanna read the message here      From yesterday, from yesterday   From yesterday, the fear   From yesterday, from yesterday   But he doesn't wanna read the message   He doesn't wanna read the message   He doesn't wanna read the message here