[Lyrics: Morgan Thorn, Geoff Thorpe]



I am the prodigal son, the ghost of the chosen one 

I am the god that you want, the god that you need...

Calling out to the young and the old 

The torched, the twisted, metallic and cold 

Forge and fire, unwilling to bleed 

The few, the proud, new metal machines...

Carry the torch over sea, over land 

Cutting my way through the "new master plan" 

Saving the soul of a world that's on crutches 

But I can't save you all, unless you take a stand 

And answer the call...

I am the prodigal son, the ghost of the chosen one 

I am the god that you want, the one that you need...

Neodymium Man, catch me if you can 

Neodymium Man, I'm the master plan 

Neodymium Man, catch me if you can 

Neodymium Man...

Open your arms to the new metal man 

I'm welding your future as fast as I can 

So let it be written, so let it be done 

And listen to the law, my fellow man 

And answer the call...

I am the prodigal son 

So look out here I come 

Adaptation or extinction...

Neodymium Man, catch me if you can 

Neodymium Man, I'm the master plan 

Neodymium Man, catch me if you can 

Neodymium Man...