Текст песни Holy Train - Aking

Get your hands off the children they're fighting for air
Dig a grave and mourn about your culture instead
The world's had it's hand on the fire for years
While you judge and damn to hell
Without an eager ear
Social cancer! Man-made heathen! Queer!
There's a holy train coming and it's leaving you here
Well, buckle up. Go! We couldn't make up our minds
Remember to leave anything earthly behind
We'll make our way to the other side
There's a Holy Train coming and it's leaving you here
I'd rather be late than waiting
To see a liberated third world nation
Young man you're a fool
Look where your impudence has lead you
Don't expect forgiveness too soon
We chase our own tails for truth
Trying to keep our precious egos in use
We've lost our minds along the way