"They say the Devil runs fast, But I got steel and gasoline, Let's see if he can keep up." Thunder rolls, black sky bleeds, Vultures circlin’, watchin’ me. Ain’t no mercy, no slowin’ down, Just burnin’ tracks through a dead-man town. Hellhound on my wheels, runnin’ me down, Heat in my shadow, fire in the ground. I ain’t stoppin’, I ain’t prayin’, That dog keeps howlin’, but I keep playin’. Moonlight cuts through smokey air, Engine growlin’, the Devil’s stare. Red taillights flick like flame and sin, Guess he wants to pull me in. I hear chains draggin’ down the road, Whispers rising, talkin’ in code. The air is thick, the night is wild, A deal made, and I’m exiled. Gravel spit, tires scream, Ghost-town echoes follow me. A highway curse, a bargain signed, Now I’m bound to ride the line. "Claws on my tires, breath on my neck, Tell Hades I ain't dead yet." One last stretch, one last mile, A crossroads waiting, slick with guile. Lights flash once, the hound stands tall, I ain't slowing, not at all. Hellhound on my wheels, burnin’ me down, Got no home, just dust and sound.
