A strong wind on our side,
Pushing us forward on a ceaseless ride,
The highway is our pride,
You can try to escape but where can you hide,
A threat that can't be real,
Blood thirsty lunatics steering the fucking wheel,
A mad machine of steel,
give up your scrap for its next meal.
We, will never, Fucking, stop.
Treading, down, the path.
Stronger, faster, than before.
A satanic automaton,
Picking up speed through this marathon,
Leaving you a carrion,
He need only to devour your skeleton,
Pure death from bumper to bumper
Consuming all, unsatisfied hunger
No escape, burning rubber,
You become annexed by this mother fucker.
We, will never, Fucking, stop.
Treading, down, the path.
Stronger, faster, than before.