Waiting For the Train
Waiting For The Train
I have been waiting so long
Alone at the darkened station
Complete blackness
With the light of two small torches
The train only passes by once
And I cannot watch it go by
It comes for me
Fire and smoke follow close behind
And the Banshee screams as it arrives
Her cries travel so very far
Telling me that she is close
I know that when the train stops
My time on this world is over
And once I board the train
I know that Hell will be the next stop
But I will not be afraid
After all, I feel that I am going home
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