Fine Hellride

The oily wind in my hair It calls my name, I hear it in the air If you're hungry, so eat my dust Don't try to cross me, I'm driving fast Nobody said which way's to be There's no direction, no itinerary I need in real no fucking guide Enjoying my fine hellride No matter of you… I don't care Fuck your speed limits, this riff's fair A horned hitchhiker leads my way Shut up your face if nothing to say Nobody said which way's to be There's no direction, no itinerary I need in real no fucking guide Enjoying my fine hellride Keep on driving, keep on cursing, keep on being true The metal music is the clue Do not slow down in earthly hell That rhythmic inferno makes me well