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