Burning tires lyrics

Watch the mirror, you will find Spirits of death coming outside Learn the tales about their crimes If you wanna keep yourself alive Because the first command is blood And the second is death And the third is flesh, yeah You're always on the run Making your own rules You have done the choose One way street You can't turn Before you die You may cry Burning tyres, I'm still running I feel the fuel that flows in my veins I am tired, but no stopping Feeding with meat the crows in the field There's not chance for the losers I kill so cruel that pain is my name Hearing cries, fear is growing Fate of the weak their ending is near Because the first command is blood And the second is death And the third is flesh, yeah You're always on the run Making your own rules You have done the choose One way street You can't turn Before you die You may cry Burning tyres, I'm still running I feel the fuel that flows in my veins I am tired, but no stopping Feeding with meat the crows in the field There's not chance for the losers I kill so cruel that pain is my name Hearing cries, fear is growing Fate of the weak their ending is near