When the fire starts killing men,. They'll be a price upon our head.. Conspiracy on the Motherland,. While our Brothers end up dead.. . Well, are you ready or not? Cuz here I come..
Can I leave behind. This open road I've seen before?. Just wasted time is all I have.. Still I need to know,. Just who I am, don't give a damn,. Cuz this has been too much for me to take..