Just like unemotional bird
I'm flying low, and I hear every word
Holy father won't you look down on me
I'm here on in the gallery

Ooh ooh
Admission I was feeling so low
Ooh ooh
Transmission and I stumble and go

I taste the memory
I hear your symphony
I'm a Rider with the weight on my back
The outsider 'Till I fade to black

I walk through the ash and Coal
Hot embers burn inside my soul
I'm not a Loner and I hope to arrange
That My Life will forever change