[Verse 1]
Oh, all my senses are green
But listen to me now, this is the time of machines
I think [?], the flash of human blood

[Chorus]
Things are getting hot, the [?] rough
When you're in the drive system
Things are getting late, there's no time to wait
When you're in the drive system

[Verse 2]
And when you see yourself through the fog and rain
The lightning strikes you as the match ignites the flame
White clouds relieve you of [?]

[Guitar Solo]

[Chorus]
Things are getting hot, the [?] rough
When you're in the drive system
Things are getting late, there's no time to wait
When you're in the drive system

[Verse 3]
And when you see yourself through the fog and rain
The lightning strikes you as the match ignites the flame
White clouds relieve you of [?]
[Outro]
A production, determination, in the drive system, the drive system
A production, determination, in the drive system