When I started I barely noticed the world,

now I see the world for what it is.

 So I keep rolling.

   The envy found in the darkness of night,

the hands of greed reach out with their might,

  but I keep rolling.

    Cries of pan and suffering ring in the air,

Hate gives me a cold stare,

   but I keep rolling.

     A crack of lightning, and the flare of a fire,

the smell of blood wafting around me,

   but I keep rolling.

     Tears of sorrow and lose,

the claws of grief and pain,

   but I keep rolling.

     Now here I am in all of my glory,

the scars I bear with pride and shame,

what's in store, I don't know,

the only way to know is to roll,

     So I keep Rolling.