At full speed on behalf of the Lord.
When he calls us to him,
We are happy to come.
There is clearly a tension in the air,
That everyone can feel.
It's the sign to leave
For everyone from the Opel gang.
We don't care about the direction of the compass
Looking for a bit of fun.
The map is our holy book
And every street is a chapter in itself.
At full speed on behalf of the Lord.
When he calls us to him,
We are happy to come.
No star in the world shows us the way,
Only them Loudness attracts us.
It's a hunger that never goes away
And always demands more.
We don't care about the direction of the compass
Looking for a bit of fun.
The map is our holy book
And every street is a chapter in itself.
Wherever we go,
It's already clear,
We'll be there first.

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