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City: Warrington
State: Northwest
Country: UK
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Tuesday, October 06, 2009 

Current mood:  cheerful
Category: Music
lyrics from the title track of our upcoming album!!
demo will be posted in november!!


Night Train with The Reaper
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theres a clatterin in the station,
and a ticket in yer hand,
the night trains pullin' in,
but soon will leave your holy land,
you notice at the table,
a card game and violin,
everybodys cheatin',
but theyre all to scared to win.

and sittin by his knee,
you see two rabid big black hounds,
he raises up his hand,
and orders in another round,
theres a squeezebox in the corner
and someone singin' bout the east,
and the devil himself is sharing out
his bottle with the priest.

it must have been 4 in the mornin'
before you dared to catch a wink,
coz your pockets would be empty
if you'd let yourself just blink
"If I catch his eye, i might just die!"
is what you start to think,
your on the night train with the reaper
but all he does is drink.

the wheels are spinnin faster
and the air is getting hot,
the laughter turns to anger
ingnigting grudges long forgot,
the musicians keep on playing
led in song by death himself.
but as that whiskey hits your throat
you feel the need to prove yourself

the drinks are flowing quicker
than youve ever drank before
and in the mornin christ you'll
be feeling awful sore
but by 10 oclock in the morning
the outside only gets more black
you look the reaper in the eyes
and feel a smile start to crack


another pint and we'll be laughin'
another hour and we'll be dead,
and if people still aint singin,
then theyll be pukin' up instead,
"will i ever make it home again"
is what you start to think,
your on the night train with the reaper
but all you do is drink

the hellfire out the window
is burning fuckin bright
and the reaper looks inviting
under this unholy light
you sit beside yer man
and he deals you out a hand
but nobodys a winner
i think you'll never understand

another pint and we'll be laughin'
another hour and we'll be dead,
and if people still aint singin,
then theyll be pukin' up instead,
"how the hell am i still alive"
is what you start to think
you were on the night train with the reaper
but all you did is drink