Driving down the hills, the swamp smells like gasoline
Leaving gold wheat behind, big fields of nothing run by my side

The road is steep as hell, head out to breath the air,
the speed is dragging me into a new reality,
don’t pull me out this time, my brain starts to feel the rush

Drowned beneath the stones, no trace of green since long ago
I’m close to approach the goal, the black hole is what I’m looking for

I slip throughout the gates, I can barely see the end, dark’s turning into shine making my eyes go blind,
no need to see the road as we are gliding down the slope

Brake system ain’t alright, but steering wheel works fine, that’s pretty much I need this time
Mad ride is what I seek, slow-motion is not for me,
road tar is what I use to drink

The rain is on me, green mountains host me
Passengers screaming on the back
Nightmare is over, warm sheets are closer
You can feel safe at least tonight


from Mad Ride, released January 3, 2017



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