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
