Из альбома: A Sultan's Ransom
Spectral rider,
Screaming out of hell
Challenging all comers,
Taken by his spell
Phantom of the highway,
Cruise the speed of sound
Speed demon on burning wheels
That never touch the ground
Out of nowhere,
In a blinding flash of light
Till another rides beside him,
To vanish into night
Look out!
Here comes the Death Valley Racer,
The pace is taking it's toll
Here comes the Death Valley racer,
He's out to capture your soul
Carry you away
Revved up and ready,
Now the chaise is on
Roaring to the red line,
Like a bullet from a gun
Chequered flag survivor,
The devil drives within
It's to the death,
The game is life,
Pay the price to win
There's more here at stake
Than your life for the taking,
Breaking too late claim your
Posthumous prize
You loose!