slaved into brittle and worked for days

only thing that paves your stay

look behind you see what you've made

like a workhorse stands 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 rhythm

work for days

consequences we have paid

to be free in a world we've made

like a workhorse stands for miles

work for you and never get tired

roll 'em up it's time to go

we can bet on all that's lost

before it's too long



burning hell