歌詞

Neon coffin

Rolling fast

Black glass future

Built to crash

I woke up strapped in a stolen hearse

With a dead man’s grin and a backward curse

The engine screamed like a throat of knives

And the dashboard blinked with borrowed lives

Every tunnel had a mouth of bone

Every mile marker turned to stone

I saw my name in the rearview glass

Written in blood from a future crash

The tires whispered over broken teeth

The road was breathing underneath

And every sign that told me to stop

Melted down into a crimson drop

No brakes

No grave

No hand

To save

Black road

Cold trust

Dead speed

Neon dust

Neon coffin rush

No brakes, no dust

Burning through the midnight hush

Neon coffin rush

Too fast to die

Too cursed to trust

I ride the dead road

In a neon coffin rush

Twin guitars cut like electric saws

Through the fog of abandoned laws

The drummer hits like a panic attack

And the road ahead keeps bending black

A corpse in the passenger seat sat still

With one pale hand on the windowsill

It pointed down to a roadside flame

Where every dead driver knew my name

The city vanished behind my eyes

Only black trees, dead stars, and flies

Then the steering wheel began to bleed

And the hearse laughed louder with every speed

No brakes

No grave

No hand

To save

Black road

Cold trust

Dead speed

Neon dust

Neon coffin rush

No brakes, no dust

Burning through the midnight hush

Neon coffin rush

Too fast to die

Too cursed to trust

I ride the dead road

In a neon coffin rush

No priest

No grave

No prayer

No save

No dawn

No sky

The road

Won’t let me die

Neon coffin rush

No brakes, no dust

Burning through the midnight hush

Neon coffin rush

Too fast to die

Too cursed to trust

I ride the dead road

I ride the dead road

In a neon coffin rush

Neon coffin

Rolling fast

Black glass future

Built to crash