Stampede
I'm going on searching
I'm an extraordinary machine
trapped in a body of grey skin and steel
i'm closing my eyes and immagining
Just a simple machine
my springs bleed, bekind to me yeah
i guarantee it's not oil that runs down my veins
i'm an extraordinary machine
There is x5
There is no rules that can protect you from the devil
with a frozen heart, i continue the struggle
i don't want to let it die
i've got my own words against the wildness of life