You turn away from your chance at happiness You leave behind the search for knowledge and success
Hidden away, in the land of doom
You leave to seek the Sasquatch ‘Cause you may never know The quest for fame and fortune As you freeze out in the snow
You’re fate is sealed The path etched shallow in the ice Your slate is cleaned but the wind forever blows Struggle and the road winds on...
The hatred, the violence, the rife stupidity For those who do not subscribe We’re searching on a higher plainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.