Everyone who once knew me said, I was mad
Then my family the same
Shortly after my town figured out the truth…they said I was mad too
“It is impossible! It is outrageous”, they said
They could not believe what I had to say nor what I found
Last summer I began a journey to the valleys of the west, unexplored, condemned
Nobody ventured into those lands, so I ran as fast as I could
The truth about those valleys was far different from the one they tell
However, let me start my story from the beginning, from when everyone
Saw me as a simple boy
A slave, nonetheless, but respected