total immersion towards the point of boredom
the rails run towards infinity
the train adds cars eternally
to the iteration of death and rebirth
the train holds the souls of calamity
the worst on a car of endless mirth
they make the laws
and when they want
all shall die at the dragons claws
the limo of fantasy
where all your nightmares come alive
and you cant wake up
oh that's right, you're out of time
there is no end to this line
the tracks are endless
and there's always new faces
the car adding new places
the train welcomes all creeds and all races
after all, once you're dead none of it matters
the conductor forgets the good and the bad
she comes from the grey havens
where we all are heathens
