There's no time to die with prayer,
No way to soothe your nagging pain.
Your life and death are bitter error...
You're waiting for the Hellbound Train.
The Train comes fast as revelation,
Its wheels resounding with your brain...
You're standing at the ruined station.
Who can restrain the Hellbound Train?
The Fate is broken like a mirror
When death is opening your eyes.
Spit out your soul, a lonesome hero!
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
Who are you now - the flesh? The spirit?
In your new home you need no name...
The world of yours takes its last heeling
In purgatory hungry flame.
And there's one hope - desired disaster...
To blow the polished accursed rails.
The Hell is near, but you are faster...
Derailing fucking Hellbound Trains.
The Hellbound Train
© Copyright: Дмитрий Сучков, 2007
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