No trace, No hollow place at the destination you go. This kind of a hell ain`t worth of you. So, Burn and purify, Leave it all to catch your crown, This kind of a hell ain`t worth of you.
In drive the fear within. The bleeding hurst but you are there.
You`re flame, the highest pain but I can`t feel it pushing through. This kind of a hell ain`t worth of us. You`re queen, The star of the blind and you keep fading out. This kind of a hell we built to last. This kind of a hell burns high in:
In drive the fear within. The bleeding hurst but you are there. Drive the devil`s spin, The screamin` hurts but you won`t hear.
Hate to make it all end like this in the luxury of drive.
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