The walking man, was walking through the streets, at the world's end
The walking man, walking on the fields, and he won't bend
But the walking man, he don't mind
He was just focused, on his walk
Don't try to stop him, he won't talk
The ground below him started to split
But the walking man, he won't quit
The sun was coming close to the earth
But the walking man, kept on his surf
People started to burn around him
But the walking man, didn't heard the screams
Now alone himself on the universe
The walking man, finished his course
And all he wanted in the end
The walking man, is the only one who understand