Electric Phantoms

Electric Phantoms
 Wind at my back, sun's in my face
 Forever racing at a catastrophic pace
 Starving, freezing and feeling mean
 Speed wheel is grinding and the engine's running clean
 The rusted wings of metal become pure again
 From sea to bloody sea, this grueling nightmare never ends
 Never ends
 Drunk on adrenaline, high on acceleration
 Dirty living
 Rebel angels of the highway
 Devil dealing
 Running for our lives
 Black hole shadows that swallow the light
 Electric phantoms
 Riding hard into the night
 High on octane and low on sleep
 Time's passing slow and still so far to go
 Crazed from the heat, ringing in my ears
 Another witchstricken town at the rear
 Ambassadors of Hades
 Bringing the darkness to your door
 Electric phantoms cutting souls down to the core
 To the core
 Drunk on adrenaline, stoned on acceleration