I run trough darkness,
I need the night wind,
I need the mechanic music,
I am...
the perfect monster,
running like a madman,
Lawless' voice cutting
And separating my head,
Through the night I go.
Speedy!
As fast, as insane, as the beast,
I need all of my sins,
and the early mourning hours
which tomorrow I won't remember.
Running like a madman,
the bends of Holmes' ripping and
crushing my head.
The monster runs free
through the city,
alcohol runs through my blood,
on Saturday everything is ok
for the fight, I'm burning
Faster, headlights dazzle me,
my eyes close, I turn off.
The passenger, Lawless' screams,
I step on it, I'm alive,
I feel the machine,
I have power, I can fly.
Today,Lawless' voice cutting...
like a madman.
The bends of Holmes' ripping and...
crushing my head.
I run trough the night...
like a madman.
I'm alive , I'm burning...
like a madman.
