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