Текст песни Cornfields of Mars - Блюз про поезд

The train rides, takes away;
The train takes me to the night.
Outside the window, the past rushes back;
The train takes me to hell.

Through a field of dead flowers
Past the burning bridges ...
Eternally deaf to the sounds of my plea
The locomotive of fate.

Dust storm rushing into the distance
Coffins of iron row.
The train rides, takes me away
The train takes me to
Hell.

The path is paved, the stop crane is ripped off;
I have not been given a different choice ...
Shoot the driver to hell
But the driver is me.

I have nowhere to turn from the rut
And the eye cannot be closed ...
Just pray through my meaningless blues
I’ll bend before arrival.

The station remained on another branch
Station "Garden of Eden";
I wait limp for the driver to say:
"End station.
HELL!"