Riding through the town in the middle of the night
Feeding on the silence of the renegade tribe
Moving so fast every bump on the road is a grave to avoid
Nothing comes close to our call to defend
The ultimate cry of the alchemy child
We fully charged riding for the marathon gold
Wild spin around
Taking on the worst of vagabond minds
Watching every step till we raise that flag
Till we conquer all
Till we bank the gold
Till we write the scrolls
Armors on the vertical climb till the battle is won
No one stops the blast of platinum core
Riding to the heights of time
Connect the stars
High on Wheeels 3xce
Driving all the way till the burst of the flames
High on Wheeels 2xce
Driving all the way till the burst of the flames (till the bust of the flames 2xce)
Breathing in the dust of the last home run
The catalyst burning in the veins of the Knights
Holding on the swords of the Reich man king
The enemy stops then the enemy runs
When the morning comes in the dawning of the sun
Nowhere to be found
The armors on the ground
Fleeing for the hills
Taking back the throne from the cosmic rogue
With the marks men bow
The herdsman show
We the last men standing
In the bad dogs gathering
Feasting on the spoils
To pave the way for every man’s dream
Cast the net and make the old world fade
Make the old world fade 2xce
High on Wheeels 5xce
Driving all the way till the burst of the flames
High on Wheeels 2xce
Driving all the way till the burst of the flames
High on Wheeels 3xce
