I want to fly to the moon
And watch this world
Filled with magic i will make
Earth swim, and touch the sun
I will observe all the fools burn
In a fiery hell
Someday called home
Then my laugh will be heard throughout the universe
And my throne in the moon
Will be the beginning
My empire is the world
A point in the map of nothing
All the galaxies are my kingdoms
All the stars are my treasures
Into a piece of paper
In the dot from a pencil
I can see planets falling
And suns be born
I grow the world and found the end
As the endless everything seems so pent
Comets spawn a new kind
Species proceeded by my own mind
A point of nothing is my home
Nowhere is where it is built
Architects and mechanics make my day
Endless darkness are the days in space
The dot that i live is starting to fade
For that i' ll conquer whatever you made
I divide all the sites as i give life again
And reform my realm preparing for the end
My empire is the world
A grain of sand in the endless beach