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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 Letras de cancionesI 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 From Letras Mania