Shovel the coals and begin. Feed the iron horses with mortal remains.
And we stay on this bearing destined for your derailment. Feed on the steam and the speed
With momentum daring to break. Feed the engine veinÖ
One with the speed, All that you need. Fire to breathe kerosine.
Burnt off the rails, Destined to fail. This unrelenting hell on wheels.
March with the beat of the rails. No man can take the helm of this chaos parade,
this havoc train. To board this evil engine with no dead manís switch
Put your ear to the ground and feel the shake. The iron horse is coming your way.
This apparatus is built for one sound. Birthed to live fast and die loud.