
Iron Rails and Poison Veins
Listen close, sons, to the rattle and the hum Donβt you dance to the beat of a hollow drum Iβve seen the shadows creeping down the alleyway Trading forever for a single day The needleβs a compass that points to the ground In a city of ghosts where no pity is found. You call βem brothers, you call βem your kin But theyβll sell your soul for a gram of sin Thereβs no such thing as a friend in the haze Just ghosts and accomplices lost in the maze When the fever hits and the pocketβs gone dry They wonβt lift a finger to watch you die. Keep your feet on the iron, keep your eyes on the light Donβt let the white horse ride you into the night Itβs a one-way track on a broken-down line Where the silver is dross and the waterβs like wine The kick is a lie, and the cost is your name Don't let your spark be drowned in the rain! Loyaltyβs a ghost when the craving starts to scream Youβre just a pawn in a dealerβs dream! Wake up! WAKE UP! Keep your feet on the iron, keep your eyes on the light Donβt let the white horse ride you into the night Itβs a one-way track on a broken-down line Where the silver is dross and the waterβs like wine The kick is a lie, and the cost is your name Don't let your spark be drowned in the rain! Step off the tracks, boys... Before the train hits. Step off the tracks, boys... Before the train hits.

