I Am a Trans-Continental Railroad, Please Run a Train on Me

Wait or they said move
This is the count down
Of the sterile sun
As the «Truth»
Play the part, so full of heart, these
Rapid breakdowns of the blissful parts
Brace the turn
Burn the junction
Brace the churn
Burn the junction
Trying, trying for your sake
This is blood from my heart
As I look back at the
Burning halo
Well, you came and said it
Stop, I think they get it
I would like to see it
Well, I guess we’ll see
Well, you came and said
Stop, I think they get it
Please, burn the king
Please, kill the dream