No map to follow, no path to trust

I learn by walking through the dust

They warned me, "Boy, that trail’s a trap"

But freedom’s worth the aftermath

I make the wrong way feel so right

I move through shadow, chase the light

No chains to hold me, no book to cite

I make the wrong way feel so right

They call me sin, they call me grace

A heretic in god’s own place

The herald of paths no one dares chart

I chase the unknown and call it art

I make the wrong way feel so right

I move through shadow, chase the light

No chains to hold me, no book to cite

I make the wrong way feel so right

Ink and spell, a tale begun

Not meant for gold, not meant for thrones

I write to grow, I write to fight

I walk the dark and find my light

I make the wrong way feel so right

I move through shadow, chase the light

No chains to hold me, no book to cite

I make the wrong way feel so right