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