The clang of the chains announcing the crime as he runs A madman haunting the drives on the highway Faster than a bullet. Cursing the living Nothing to lose. He's on fire and here to stay
When the sun is down he's not the same Can't you see what he became? Now he is ready to kill And he rides a beast made of steel Beastrider is going to strike
Deadly nightmares. Rising from the underground Blood is he's fuel. That's the seed of his thrill Corpses on the road. Scratches on the wall Ten. Thrity. A hundred. How many left to fall
Die! Die! Die! You'll see the light Die! Die! Die! You're dying tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
