Thrash Motel - The Mortal Chase

Friday night ride, just another wasted night, volume high and mind away
Breathing alcohol, we?re ignoring traffic lights and going at the speed of sound
Screeching tires, breaking silence, blood begins to boil
?crazy motherfuckers? ? what they say, as we leave the city streets into the incoming motorway.

-refrão:
Savagery intent, dive into the fire and try to leave
Gambling your fate, shattering your dreams on feeling safe
Escaping from your mind, steady on your way, your eyes ablaze
The blinding limelight, you?re not afraid to lose, just rev up now and go ahead

Rising mileage, crushing everything that?s on our way, doesn?t matter size or shape
The motor roars out, we are going rocket fast passing through the mortal realm
Screeching tires, breaking silence, blood begins to boil
Suddenly we see the challengers, in the distance now they wait, for their vicious murderers

-refrão-

Look for a meaning to stay on these roads
Struggling, haven?t got anywhere else to go
Running from a bad dream haunting me all night
Fire, burns inside of me until i die
Drive to the tempting taste of being alive
Fight, trying desperately to survive

Upholding our pride, ephinephrine is getting higher and thus distorting our minds
Driving around, they don?t see what?s coming to them, we are willing to defend our ground
They will be fighting for their lives because we won?t back down,
They will shiver when they look into our face, now it?s everything or nothing in this furious mortal chase.