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I´m feeding, feeding my ghosts

They´re better then ever before

I´m speeding, speeding off course

I´m 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

It´s a road I must travel alone

With a cargo I cannot unload

I am heading in to the unknown

I´m The Rider

I´m feeding, feeding my hope

I am ready to cast off my load

Meaning, it´s time for a choice

While I´m idling at the crossroads

I´m 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

It´s a road I must travel alone...

I´m at ease, I´m at ease at last

I have survived

My own history class

This is me, I am my past

There´s no meaning to hide

The future is bright

It´s a road I must travel alone

But my cargo is under control

I am heading in to the unknown

I´m The Rider