Testo Expedition To Abnormalia

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