Whispers of the Infernal Track

Engines scream in the midnight gloom

Shadows crawl beneath a haunted moon

Steel and blood on a razor curve

A devil’s grin in the smoke I serve

Breath on my neck, I feel them near

Racing through the marrow of fear

Skidding through the ruins of flame

Lost voices shriek my name

The devil’s race never ends the same

Falling—faster, shackled to blame

Bones rattle, gravel flying wild

Spectral hands grip the reckless and reviled

Every second closer to the void

Hope and flesh—both destroyed

Breath on my neck, I feel them near

Racing through the marrow of fear

Skidding through the ruins of flame

Lost voices shriek my name

The devil’s race never ends the same

Falling—faster, shackled to blame

Whispered warnings slither in the dark

Ashes gather, burning my mark

Low howls echo as I bend the steel

Drowning in despair, nothing left to feel

Skidding through the ruins of flame

Lost voices shriek my name

The devil’s race never ends the same

Falling—faster, shackled to blameFinal breath, a ghostly trace

Hell waits, at the end of the race