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
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
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
