Blackster!
Suffering heart attack
I'm thrown away in dirt
And my soul hurt hurt hurt!
Blackster again is my name
Love will never be the same
She's gone astray, we sever,
Every word was lie, truth never.
Back on motor track
Metal horse and little sack
I'm riding to nowhere
In search of new power!
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