You've been pla-ying wi-thout thin-king Through the his-to-ry that you'll live There's no-thing that wo-rries you No God, w-ar or being a king You don't want or wish sub-mi-ssion But they treat you like a pha-raoh It's being born, it's the be-gi-nning Change your mind and you get big You can kill, des-tro-y a-round you Can bea judge, co-mmand or lie To afront God and change the i-mage To die and then sur-vi- ve You don't want or wish sub-mi-ssion But they treat you like a pha-raoh It's being born, it's the be-gi-nning Change your mind and you get big Hey A-mon! You' re the wi-nner You've been choo-sen from the rest You can do what you wa-nna do But be care-ful of suc-cess You don't want to see re-a-li-ty You're too young to be a pha-raoh They will use you to get po-wer To have mo-ney, to get rich