Im feeding, feeding my ghosts
Theyre better then ever before
Im speeding, speeding off course
Im heading in to the unknown
Borders, borders are crossed
On my journey to know who I am
Memories turned into dust
I have missed my own history class
Its a road I must travel alone
With a cargo I cannot unload
I am heading in to the unknown
Im The Rider
Im feeding, feeding my hope
I am ready to cast off my load
Meaning, its time for a choice
While Im idling at the crossroads
Im dealing, I deal with the ghosts
I feel better then ever before
Mountains are crumbling down
As I speed from my past in the dust
Its a road I must travel alone...
Im at ease, Im at ease at last
I have survived
My own history class
This is me, I am my past
Theres no meaning to hide
The future is bright
Its a road I must travel alone
But my cargo is under control
I am heading in to the unknown
Im The Rider
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
