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