speedway to hell

speedway to hell is cold and empty
a lot of ways, too much, it's plenty
but i'm prefer press gas pedal
i need a truth, not an medal

i need pay price? i'm ready, guys
don't give me change,  i am too wise
at this speedway a rule is one —
you always pass this trip alone

press gas pedal — and smiles to mirror
who want to be a real hero?
this speedway of my broken dreams
as seems — i was deserving this

i know for sure — now i'm free
a place at hell too long waits me

this road not have stops or turn
if you drive fast — you don't return
way of my dreams, i'm drive alone
place in hell waits,
this place is — throne…

Ver.2 for haters of my style, as usual, enjoy, guys…

On the speedway to hell, where cold winds blow,
Endless paths beckon, too much to know,
But I choose to press the gas pedal down,
Seeking truth, not a fleeting crown.

Am I willing to pay the price, you ask?
No need for change, I wear wisdom as a mask,
In this speedway, is just one decree,
On this journey, only I am free.

Accelerate, and to the looking glass, grin,
Who dares to claim the hero's win?
This highway, paved with shards of dreams I've sown,
Seems I've earned this fate, to the bone.

Liberation's truth, at last, I see,
A seat in Hades, reserved for me.
My dreams guide me, alone I drive,
Hell's throne awaits, where demons thrive.

A road sans halt, nor twist, nor spurn,
Speed's the curse—no point of return.
The dreamway I tread, in solitude, I own,
For the infernal throne, it beckons — my own.