Back to the times when you sat on your first bike
Back to the first smell of gasoline
Stainless stallion roars over my life
Now I chase the death in one mis-step
My soul is steered by my wicked fate
I leave the fear on the edge of ghostland
I bring the chains from the hell to din for
I'm poisoned arrow of the road
I bring the doom with the fuel within
Rough
Can't get enough
Inner beast so tough
Stallion of steel!
Wind in the hair and the dust on the black gloves
Brakes were invented by recreants
Flying on the highway makes my living
Listen to the windsong of the vast of prairies
Accede tornado with the roar
Unite your body with your stainless stallion
I made a step from one side to another
Some parts of me scud with the clouds
I see little sparkling on the line of highway...
Rough
Can't get enough
Inner beast so tough
Stallion of steel!
Rough
Can't get enough
Inner beast so tough
Stallion of steel!
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