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The smell of burning fuel drives my rage tonight

It brings the sound of ripping horse-power to my life

Legendary thunder, tearing up the land

Hail to the shifter that brings power to my hand

Lead, follow or move aside

The road is mine to rule the night

I force the fuel into the heavy iron slave

She sets me back in my seat, I begin pray

Ripping pavement, death-grip in my hand

The lines along the road blur int o the past

Lead, follow or move aside

The road is mine to rule the night

Stand on it... I can stand on it...

I now stand on it... I can stand on it...