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I run trough darkness,

I need the night wind,

I need the mechanic music,

I am...

the perfect monster,

running like a madman,

Lawless' voice cutting

And separating my head,

Through the night I go.

Speedy!

As fast, as insane, as the beast,

I need all of my sins,

and the early mourning hours

which tomorrow I won't remember.

Running like a madman,

the bends of Holmes' ripping and

crushing my head.

The monster runs free

through the city,

alcohol runs through my blood,

on Saturday everything is ok

for the fight, I'm burning

Faster, headlights dazzle me,

my eyes close, I turn off.

The passenger, Lawless' screams,

I step on it, I'm alive,

I feel the machine,

I have power, I can fly.

Today,Lawless' voice cutting...

like a madman.

The bends of Holmes' ripping and...

crushing my head.

I run trough the night...

like a madman.

I'm alive , I'm burning...

like a madman.