A black train is inside of us Black cars and cold railways It rushes through the body, It rushes against the body
There are different stations: Ones are emotional problems, Others are changes and love. Ones make you wait for long, Others don’t have a minute to stop.
This train is red-eyed And large metal-horned.
There’s a black steam erupted by chimney There are screams all around and we can’t keep moving. You choose a station to reach your goal Look out the window and have a dream.
Life’s like this train Life’s like a disaster When we die, we get rusted and paralyzed This steam burns our mind no more. Stop the train at the correct station !!!