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 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 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