Whisky Train

The tracks have all been laid out
Been in the works for many years
Stretching endlessly through the wastelands
Black horizons drawing near
Corroded engines, toxic fumes
Realities violently crashing
Valleys of fear and confusion
Illusions shattered
Driving into the ground
The destination is final
Blinded, can’t turn around
Burning with denial
The clocks have stopped ticking
There is nothing more to gain
Rivers of unconsciousness
My soul is crushed, it’s all in vain
Get on the whisky train
We ride towards the unknown deserts
The tide will sweep our days away
We cry and laugh behind the wheel
We die and we will rise again