Wheels
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Wheels
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For everyone, the day will come to close his eyes
And he takes a last look in his life
And he sees in the eye of the sun the evil thinks he has done
Time has run out to return
The devil is waiting at the gate of hell, till you come
Wheels made of steel are rolling on
Wheels made of steel pick up the damned
Wheels made of steel are rolling on
Wheels made of steel pick up the damned and the devil laughs
When votan graps you in his clutch and drags you to the beasts
And idle creatures hang in the vault
Bare women dance over the flames and you wonder why they feel no pain
You laugh about the fiery rain
Hell and amusement, the fires are cool, so the coal pit says
This is the sega of the fallen world
You'll see, when your blood is cold
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Stranger (Alemanha) performs "Wheels", and this lyric page sits inside the Stranger (Alemanha) catalog on LyroVerse.
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