I rev up my engine
I feel the vibrations surging through my skull
The dirt here streaked
With the plain soft unspoken voices of rage
I'm not the only one
Thank god
There ARE some good men afterall
Hey you there
In front of me
There's no running for what you did
There's no forgiveness
Inside you lays an unbearble black heart, for which you reigned upon her
My soul seeks vengeance
My motor is humming
The blades find no mercy as they cry for blood, flesh, and bone
It's not me who ends your life
It's the machine
