| Early morning, off the ferry
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| Going to a sanctuary
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| Going to a paradise
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| Where Metal can thrive and will always suffice
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| Filling petrol — Sunrays
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| Fast food — Motorways
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| Dog days — Happy times
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| Metal bells, let 'em chime
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| Dusty roads — Endless highways
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| Riding down a road that seems endless and eternal
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| Taking us forward, diurnal and nocturnal
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| Snus and cigarettes, junkfood and beers
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| Metal in our hearts and Metal in our ears
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| Dusty roads — Endless highways
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| This is how I want to live forevermore
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| A howling raging fury with a Metal roar
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| A beast dressed in leather, spikes and chains
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| A tornado of steel — An iron hurricane
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| Grey is the road, blue is the sky
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| The earth so close, the clouds so high
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| Snow and rain, storm and heat
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| Suburbs and towns, long winding streets
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| Dusty roads — Endless highways |