Riding in from hell on a smoking train,
With pain in my eyes and fire in my brain,
Bringing demons with me through the searing rain,
Nothing but hell, agony and pain.
Blinded by the hot fires,
Sliding along connected wires,
No one left but cheaters sinners and liars,
Trying to make a break with nothing but pliers.
Wreaking havoc on the unknowing,
Watching, waiting, screaming, growing,
For the first time feeling a cold wind blowing,
Watching the landscape hazing and glowing.
Knowing what we are won�t help you,
Knowing where we�re from will kill you,
We�re only here to get you,
Nothing ever known can save you.
Nothing is ever what it seems to be,
Nobody knows what�s between the mounatin and the
sea,
Only some of us have a key,
So drop down to one knee.
Something far more superior than man,
I don�t travel in a clunky steel can,
I travel by the fire and by the fright,
I am a creature of the night.
WhiteNite