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 Where 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?