The sun rose no shine.
The clouds threathened the unknowing.
The streets lied broken,wet and cold,without love.
Two tyres seek for traction,
The Rider for a soul.
Not Knowing what lies ahead,
Headed for a Destination unknown.
Unsure,Insecure,like his beast without a grip.

The clouds moved along,threathening.

Visor open,lights off,throttle all-open,not knowing where he goes.

The wind bashes the beast,it's rider seeks for cover,
No pain no gain over and over and over.
The miles just keep rolling,the bends are taken smooth.
Both rider and beast,seeking for traction,seeking for something to hold on too.

Death rides along.

The miles just keep rolling,into a world unknown.
He knows no fear,he knows no limits,he knows no giving in,he knows no boundaries between what he seeks and him.
Another mile,another bend,another torn up place,another illusionary image,of that pretty face.

And the moon shines upon him.

The inner beast,the wanted soul,the moonlight and desire make it whole.
The hour the rider lost control.

The rider now,seperated from his machine,none the less not seperated,from the inner beast.

And Death laughs at him.

He gets back on,he will not rest,his stubborn nature at it's best,he will not give in,will not break,it is His decision to that he will make.
Off go the rider,the beast and the machine,all together as a perfect team,Two personalities,one soul,Now for only one person to make it whole.

And Death respected him.

He rode off,not knowing where to go,
Visor open,Lights off,Throttle-open,Into the unknown.

For his desire,it lies so far away,His goal is impossible but to his emotions he must obey.
His mind is blank his body set on but one thing.
Not today,not tommorow,there is no giving in.

And so he travelled endlessly,not sure where he is.
Confused,Fucked up,Naive and Stubborn while we are going at this.
Into the void,Into the night,The Rider,The Machine,And the Beast,un-knowing,when his emotions shall be released.

And Reality rode along.

Broken,beat and scarred,not sure knowing where they are,
Out there rides the Wolf and the machine,not sure,and wherever he will ever be seen.

The Moonlight shined,the sun was long gone,the rain dropped and a lone wolf rode along,the bends,the miles,ever so lost,in this endless pit of tragedy,looking for a soul...

And the howling continued on...