Serene hum Of the native land The landscape vast and cold I don't know if I should be there Or here But the song feels like home Feels like home, feels like home Dreams of floral crowns, princesses of chosen ones Prophecy But I'm so scared To leave whom I'm dependent on He is all I know Scream and cry The drumbeat fills, swarming thoughts Consume my kin Sledge the elder ones Serene A high life awaits They celebrate a weakened one Inner doubt Downtrodden Unifies the sun Pageantry, a foreign tongue Crown me, crown me Pageantry, a foreign tongue Crown me, crown me Sing for May Feel the change Sing for May Feel the energy Release me Feel the energy Release me, I want to feel one With the family that now I've become a part of They chose the one He burns, rejoice in my rebirth