[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...