Death On Four Wheels

Explosive upon impact Your defenses can't combat And in the wreckage you remain Remain in pain you're failing You're screaming for a final life Remaining in pain you're failing Consumed by infectious desire Death on four wheels Flesh and blood concealed Chased you back to us The first thing that makes Burn to be the machine The flaming gasoline Of the rolling funeral pyre You're burning in the lion hell Lost your fine line of conducted You're now deconstructed And in the wreckage you remain In the wreckage you're standing Crushed you by the engines of profit In the wreckage you're standing You're conveyed and become the profit Death on four wheels Flesh and blood concealed Chased you back to us The first thing that makes Burn to be the machine The flaming gasoline Of the rolling funeral pyre You're burning in the lion hell Death on four wheels Flesh and blood concealed Chased you back to us The first thing that makes Burn to be the machine The flaming gasoline Of the rolling funeral pyre You're burning in the lion hell