Slaved into rythm, work for days
Only thing that paves your stay
After we burn away
Look behind us, and see what we've made
Like a workhorse standing for miles
Work for you and never get tired
Roll 'em up, it's time to go
We'll be back, before it's too long

Shaved into rythm
Work for days
Consequences we have paid
To be free, in a world that we've made
Like a workhorse standing for miles
Work for you and never get tired
Roll 'em up, it's time to go
We can bet on that's lost, before it's too long

Burning hell