I know a place where my mind's at ease
Where the beast still roams
Freezing cold, the man made of stone
It's home, it's home
Tried to run, but you won't leave my broken heart
No other place could ever be home

Twentyfour below twenty weeks in a row
Nowhere to go, but plenty of snow
Always gonna be twentyfourtwenty
Gonna die twentyfourtwenty

I was born where the cold wind blows
And wolves howl in the
Mystic woods, fear of the dark
It's home, it's home
Tried to run, but you won't leave my broken heart
Home can never be replaced

Twentyfour below twenty weeks in a row
Nowhere to go, but plenty of snow
Always gonna be twentyfourtwenty
Gonna die twentyfourtwenty

Land of the trees
Home of the bear