Drive - Charon

No trace

No hollow place at the destination you go

This kind of a hell ain’t worth of you

So

Burn and purify

Leave it all to catch your crown

This kind of a hell ain’t worth of you

In drive the fear within

The bleeding hurst but you are there

You’re flame, the highest pain but I can’t feel it pushing through

This kind of a hell ain’t worth of us

You’re queen

The star of the blind and you keep fading out

This kind of a hell we built to last

This kind of a hell burns high in:

In drive the fear within

The bleeding hurst but you are there

Drive the devil’s spin

The screamin' hurts but you won’t hear

Hate to make it all end like this in the luxury of drive