Texty: Sleeping Giant. Dread Champions Of The Last Days. Narrow Road.

It's ride or die, on this rocky road, the crowds no prize and I feel so alone. Life empty burdens and lies amidst the demons of woe, you feel the flames pile high higher, But not me I'm on the narrow road no room for pride yeah the walkin is low. Life I feel so alive the seed of permanence sown, and there's this joy in my eyes he's mine mine This is my day the road of life it's ride or die