Razor

Deathrace

Razor


Rebel racer speeding on 
Will you ever reach the sun? 
Blazing chrome, gleam machine 
Fastest thing you've ever seen 
Melting rubber clear a turn 
You can smell the tires burn 
Rapid speed, really steaming 
Beyond the realms of death 
With each unspoken breath 
There's nothing you can't face 
In a death race 
Straightforeward course not hard to hold 
Into the mists, nights so cold 
You create a battle zone 
Engine grinds to the bone 
Smell of gas fills the air 
Fuel leak, best beware 
Driving hard, no second thought 
Warning lights, don't get caught 
Aiming for the blazing sun 
So close he thinks the battle's won 
Fuel blows from a single spark 
Fireball lights up the dark 
Rebel racer is no more 
Battle's lost, black smoke and gore 
Time forgets another soul 
One more mark on the death toll 
Beyond the realms of death 
With each unspoken breath 
Explosion leaves no trace 
In a death race