Flag is down Engines roar Bow before The viking horde Pleas for mercy Fall on deaf ears Your words don't matter Words don't matter here
I'm on fire I run unclean Do you desire My Death Machine
Around the first turn Bodies fly Spectators plowed The pit crew dies Hot rod chariot Spitting out poison fumes It runs on mustard gas Hot dog of doom
I'm on fire So obscene Death you desire The Death Machine Squealing tires Backstretch queen In my Viking Death Machine
When the green flag drops The bullshit stops I take the inside Won't pass this ride I race the sun Across the sky Baldr and Loki By my side My checkered past Catching up fast War flags flap I'll take my victory lap Ragnorök Leather and chains The wolves will catch me one day But not today
There's a troll in a drop-head, supercharged Javelin He don't give a damn 'bout the speed we're travelin' He's closing the gap on my hot rod chariot But I swear I'll take the cup in the NASCAR of the Gods!
Oi! (X16) I'm a viking god Do you understand? If you want to fuck me Let me see a show of hands
I'm on fire I run unclean In my Viking Death Machine I'm on fire So obscene In my Viking Death MachineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
