Can you feel this cold mud?
Would you tell me, do you feel the hole?
Sucking, dragging you down,
After all, you're gonna play the role.
Can you suffer your breath, To whisper "I regret"
All those pennies in the fountain of the youth,
That fade away.
(Chorus)
Fly, like the wings of the storm that never die,
Fly, fly high again.
Rise, Above the rats that tried to harm the pride,
Fly, high again
Naked to the last bone I offered you my soul.
Silent, that's what you were,
Ready to take control.
But I ain't standing to serve that filthy smile of yours
I know this hits the right nerve,
The rotten source.
(Chorus)
Fly, like the wings of the storm that never die.
Fly, fly high again.
Rise, Above the rats that tried to harm the pride
Fly, high again
High again, high again, high again.
Oooh, yeah!
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus)
Fly, like the wings of the storm that never die
Fly, fly high again
Rise, Above the rats that tried to harm the pride
In time, we fly high again.
Would you, would you tell me do you feel the hole?
Would you, would you tell me do you feel the hole?
Would you, would you tell me do you feel the hole?