End of The Line

On a train travelling
Down the coast to the land below
Only laughs in the first class carriages
Oh I guess we’d join,
If we weren’t their jokes
On this train, we bound for nowhere
The toiling ghosts we must leave far behind
So let’s disembark and be free like the horses
Let’s disembark before
The end of the line
Before the end of the line
Through the depths of destruction
Through the fires of hell
We will be soul survivors babe’
If we can just get on out
Get on out
Get on out
Get on out before
The end of the line
Before the end of the line