Vexed my way out of the land of ice
Followed my greed to Abnormalia
24 years of perseverance


Bury my trail of tears,
Bury my lies

As I wander this mono seasoned land

Independent as a bird I could fly

While the witch conjures dark thoughts
My voracity overtook me and my craving grew
Here in utopia, I seemed to be in fault


Come here to where you belong
A portrait you might become

You are your mother's son