The Sport Rider

We rides on our toes

Where to? No one knows

‘cause you know

We goes with the wind.

Looks into the bend

Pop clutch on a sin

And settles the dampen

Just right

And into the night

Quite faster that light

The four-in-one

Squelches and screams.

And ripping the seams

Apart at the dreams

And teasing the heavens

And Hell

We’ll ride on our toes

With Reaper, who knows

But we know

he never will tell.