I wonder how I got here, My feet are bare so sore, I must have walked for ages, I wish I'd know what for. Children with black eyes Can't see through my disguise, I don't belong here, I don't know where I'm from. Since I remember nothing I just keep marching on. My last word will be my first one, A new desire born, I feel my sadness growing, No more children of the corn. Is this a tragedy or blessing in disguise? Is this the end of days And no one saw the signs? Is this a tragedy or blessing in disguise? Is this the end of days And no one saw the signs? I don't belong here, I don't know where I'm from. Since I remember nothing, I just keep marching on. No absolution, no respect, I still remember, I can't forget, My deepest secrets unentdeckt, Can you take me...take me home? Never hold remaining secrets Please let go what wants to go. Is this a tragedy or blessing in disguise? Is this the end of days And no one saw the signs? Is this a tragedy or blessing in disguise? Is this the end of days And no one saw the signs?