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- DEATH RIDE -

Drive into the storm ravaged horizon
From Hades to Poseidon
All I�ve ever known
Scream a siren song
I�ve never been remorseful
Never needed to care, I�m immortal
Resting in my bones

Moan, lady, you know what you need
Burn, baby, the death ride of your dreams

We will taint the moon with thunderous
Plague ridden rats so murderous
Infecting all things
Great and small with pain
Torture me with poisonous
Tongues steeped in venom become treacherous
Death comes on swift wings

Moan, lady, you know what you need
Burn, baby, the death ride of your dreams
Writhe, lady, you know what this means
Cum, baby, the death ride and your screams

I want you to

Strip for the darkness
To symphonies of paranoia
Twist in the madness
And the voices seek to destroy a
Sense of a reason
Contempt seems to want to conjure her
Resentful season
Right around the corner for conquerors

�I'm the fuckin' Grim Reaper, baby
Can't kill me!
You can burn me
You can even fuckin' shoot me
But you just can't motherfuckin' kill me!�

It�s Devil�s Night
And scarlet skies
Embrace the night
Desecrate the graves
Tally up the doom
Shut out the light
And velvet cries
Kiss cenobites
Flesh is what I crave
Beneath dreadful moons

Drive through cemetery destinations
666 summations
Many miles to go
To the devil show
Built on top of foundations
Of fleshy masses piled for cremation
�Fore the tree of woe

Moan, lady, you know what you need
Burn, baby, the death ride of your dreams
Writhe, lady, you know what this means
Cum, baby, the death ride and your screams
Moan, lady, you know what you need
Burn, baby, the death ride of your dreams
Writhe, lady, you know what this means
Cum, baby, the death ride and your screams

(c) 2017 Frank Green

Stanza 7 is quoted from the film "Death Race"