Always searching for scraps to live on
You never know what you will happen upon
I've survived cause I'm open minded
Wherever I go
I know my nose will guide me
The elders
Speak Of A
Place that can
Never be found
Not By sight
Or by Sound
But Only by
Sense of smell
Valley
The sacred promised land
Wander
The scent I follow aimlessly
Scour
The earth in search of solitude
Forge Forth
I'll prevail where all have failed
How far can
This all be
My nose has
Never deceived me
To what length
Will I go
To eat some old
Swiss cake rolls
I saw the sun
Set on the horizon
What unveiled before my eyes
An endless valley of fortunes
To rightly claim as mine
IN THE VALLEY
I REIGN SUPREME
NO LONGER AM I STARVING
GORGING FOR ETERNITY
NO LONGER AM I STARVING
GORGING FOR ETERNITY