I the Sun ov man The offspring ov the stellar race My halo fallen and crushed upon the earth That I may bring balance to this world I son ov perdition From sheer nothingness transgressed Unto the highest self, to utmost freedom To explore the starry

Is this a tool, can I step through, to find Another plane, Or just a shadow of a man Of weak, when you don't love yourself A superficial tool, to support the vanity, Are you my brother, you look like me, Trapped inside another world my lost twin Mirror

Everybody wants to change the world! But no one, no one wants to die! Make room! Make room! Burning up in the sun where the bodies add We are never gonna change the world! Down on the coffin there's a coffin or two, Dead chic, so cool, The cannibals are

I know too well that it had to be Stop this world, let me off There's just too many pigs in the same trough There's too many buzzards sitting on the fence Stop this world, it's not making sense Stop this show, hold the phone Better days this girl has

Babe it's you and I Looking at all or nothing It's just us against the world With you I know that I am good for something We've got our backs against the ocean You've got all that I need So let's go give it a try So lets go give it a try

Girls don't want a gentleman They want a loser like me They say they do but in the end If you want to get to them 'Cause when you're really good to girls Give them your entire world They end up walking away, hey hey They don't want a stand up guy Rather

The sun has set on me The sun has set on me (The sun is set on me) The sun it sets me free Everything has changed But I just stay the same For everyone's new dawn, and let go of what remains A world of pretty things, they twinkle in the light Each jokes

He's got the whole world in His Hands He's got the little bitsy baby in His Hands He's got the fish of the sea in His Hands He's got the gambling man in His Hands He's got everybody here in His Hands He's got the birds of the air in His Hands He's got

An all to ordinary story Egoism dictates human relation A world where fashion outshines morality Here success is written in blood-red colors Designed by the thirst for power Gather the faithful and propose a toast To the epoch of indifference With

God must be busy That anchor man says the fight began Somewhere in the Middle East, world prays for peace There's a single mom just got laid off when they lost a job To some foreign hands, some faraway land Last night in Oklahoma some twister took