Sand is in my future
Death is in my past
They call the mad wanderer
They only want whats fast

Bound a V8 rocket
I hope i will survive
Speed is their religion
Mayhem is their drive

Have i lost my mind?
No margin of sanity to measure against this time
I wallow in the madness
My home away from home


For now i am their prisoner
Our destination unknown
The cold steel of my sawed off
Will grace my hands once more

My freedom will be there demise
Impending death captors of mine
In time....

Break the chains and get away
Done before, another day
Dislocate the joint your free
My weapon awaits

Buckshot decapitation, two barrels, your salvation
Die

Repossessed I’m finally free
The interceptor welcomes me
Im Goooooooooooone

Sand is in my future
Death is in my past
They call me the mad wanderer
How long can nightmares last?

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