If you were alone in this world
What would be your name?
If you were to shout at the gods
What would you call them?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
If you were the only one around
Under the soft gaze of the moon
How would you praise her?
If you were to shout into the dark
What would you say?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
When I was eight, I created a world
I was the first version of man in the eyes of God
Soon I had an army under my bed, then under the house
And I needed a title for my subjects to whisper in fear
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
What would you call yourself?
