I Am God - Unleashed

Long ago when the century was young

Lived a man who passed his land on to his son

Long ago when the moral of man was high

Life was a battle just to survive

Every day a struggle and a toil

To harvest the land and to seed the soil

He worked in the forest and he worked in the fields

Worked day and night to feed his family

Behold the old man — striving all he can

Behold the old man — for he is the hero of the land

He never cared much for fortune and fame

He never cried and he never complained

He built his dream with his bare hands