I will die, but before then I will erect a monument So I will live on. My creation shall become My legacy to everyone but will, but will you Will you find what I've made? Destiny? A lucky break? I don't think so Will I be born anew if I can't get to you? I don't think so I see that every man Is working on his monument So he will live on There's too much of everything So much it is harrowing Yeah how, how will you I scratch my name into Bedight it with my blood Awake until it's done My mind is gone building my monument