الكلمات الأصلية
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The engine roars against the night
My grip is locked and holding tight
The path is steep and winding long
I grow within the steady song
The pressure builds within the core
I'm opening a locked-up door
The fire burns to clear the way
I'm ready for the light of day
That is fate amazing
Still my soul is raising
If I lose my wings
I don't need a cold disorder
You can't feel a thing
We already know the smell of the game
That is fate amazing
Still my soul is raising
If I lose my wings
I don't need a cold disorder
You can't feel a thing
We already know the smell of the game
The echoes calling out my name
This life is just a burning flame
A challenge found in every spark
I'm driving deep into the dark
The pressure builds within the core
I'm opening a locked-up door
The fire burns to clear the way
I'm ready for the light of day
That is fate amazing
Still my soul is raising
If I lose my wings
I don't need a cold disorder
You can't feel a thing
We already know the smell of the game
That is fate amazing
Still my soul is raising
If I lose my wings
I don't need a cold disorder
You can't feel a thing
We already know the smell of the game
