Creature Of The Wheel

By Rob Zombie

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Alone against the world

Twist a reckless life - straight

Into the heart of the ripper -

Trick of treat my mind to

A rebel ride - heldorado

Move like a monster

Creature of the wheel

Trigger wicked way -

Tangle like a web

Beneath me

Ankle-deep in hell

Through another way crucify

The sky above me

New god kill machine

And man say lord of the

Engines - yeah

Pocket full of dirt - frozen

In my hands - hold on to

The nameless

God yeah

Breathe

Into the deep

And dying light

Of day - overdose

On bloody wings

Splinter in the

Skin turn your

Eyes away - sick and

Swaggering - beneath me

Revolution mind ye of

Little faith

Rusty and dull

Cut me

New god kill machine

And man say lord

Of the engines

And o' brothers and sisters

I ask you to look at him. does

He have the marks? do you see

Them? no

Demon-paper clowns

Stitched across my back

Easygoing dead black eyes

Microscopic giants on a chicken

Run - everybody dies laughing

Thrust into the drag on the

Edge and wait motivate the one

Inside you bastard kicker burn

Blow the ash away - heldorado

Gonna get you - get you

Get you - get you