Black steel is roaring and the air smells like it burns with high speed the long straight and there are no turns you love the feeling from the power of the engines in your back your blood is boiling and the race begins - the victory Metal thunder on the road Sounds like the hell is coming back Metal thunder on the road New heroes growing on the track But don't forget it, the death is on your way mistakes are forbidden if you want to stay speed is the danger and you have to overcome the fear your blood is boiling and the race begins - the victory