I find a hope in your eyes.
You want to live with us.
You have never understood
That we were the members of brotherhood.
Your soul is light
But soon it can die.
It's burning and crazy.
And we are most lazy.
Together. Tonigt
We're going inside!
I want to come back
But Hell's on my neck.
I stand on the way
Where nothing can stay.
I'd cut off my wings
To feel open winds.
I'm burning in races
Without the faces,
Without a live.
I can only drive.
The races and speed
Are all what I need.
I'd spend all my time
And now I must die...
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