The roar of the train grew louder and louder
A growing rhythm beating through my ears

The blood in my skin was growing
The lights racing towards me glowing

I went blind as it halted before me
I went deaf as the doors squealed open

My senses went numb as my nerves let go
I was on a track that no one could know

My ticket was clipped like a piece of my soul
My seat was found and welcomed me poorly

The train took off, not a passenger insight
The conductor disappeared and in came the night

The chair enclosed around my skin
The light at the end came closer

Most people are forced to see it without a say or a voice
I only was there, for it was my choice

I became one with the train racing to my death
And my problems became one with the passengers I left behind