From Yesterday - 30 Seconds To Mars

On a mountain he sits, not of gold but of shit
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

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 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).