Rider (Gasoline Scream) Poem by Vision Ghost

Takes no difference on the vibration of this machine
Bred and born for joy of the gasoline scream

Forgetting it all when the road turns like my life today
Yet it stings for all the things you did say

Following the way of the pathways in marble granite
Even as I’m so small on this lonely planet

I can’t cry now as I need my eyes for this own flight
Faster, faster and faster in the sight

I won’t forget those spiteful eyes
In every word of your despise
I can’t cry in my agonies theme
But I speak through the gasoline scream

The bullets of your insults that shattered my heart
Yet in speed and of a kinship I will be a part

Of this soul felt part of me inclined in faithfulness
Freedom of an unrelenting kindness

So let it be this moment, let it be this time for us
So further away from this duress

I won’t forget those spiteful eyes
In every word of your despise
I can’t cry in my agonies theme
But I speak through the gasoline scream