You will be my discipleAnd you will learn my tradeYou will only understand me when you come of ageDisciple of a prophetThat no one else has namedYou will hold my spirit when the body’s in the graveAnd you’ll learn the world has solved her problems on her ownAnd you may wake one day believing you’re aloneBut you’ll never be aloneFragile in your breathingOmnipotent with ageTime can only measure what is left of life remainsFreedom’s for the ignorantEveryone is chainedCourtesyâs acknowledgement that you are not afraidAnd you’ll learn the world has solved her problems on her ownAnd you may wake one day believing you’re aloneBut you’ll never be aloneBlessed are men of charityThe wise are of their ownBe cautious with your judgementFor you never truly knowPity on the privilegedFor they have been betrayedFollow truth and honesty and you will be repaidAnd you’ll learn the world has solved her problems on her ownAnd you may wake one day believing youâre aloneBut youâll never be aloneNo, youâll never be alonePride is part of jealousyIt’s ugly when definedStrength is in the humbleAnd belief is in mankindYour fervent heart is endearingYour mind’s as strong as manThe last of life is living in the soul where you beganAnd so learn, the world has solved her problems on her ownAnd you may wake one day believing youâre aloneBut youâll never be aloneNo, youâll never be alone