You decided to build your own world,
Where there will be no lies and betrayals, where the wind is the law.
Hell or paradise on the way – it doesn't matter,
What is destined will come true,
You are leaving this land, where you are doomed.
A new century, new times are here,
But for those like you, there is only one fate:
The bike roars and flies, and speed is the law.
From birth, you were taught to be better than everyone else:
Money, career – that's success,
You sent this world to hell – and let it burn!
What are the words of those who are tired worth!
Life will not wait – you always knew that,
So, full throttle and into the night – to outrun this world!
What is destined will come true,
Hell or paradise on the way – it doesn't matter!
And who cares that the word "freedom" is worn out!

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.