Railway Spine

Iron horse strength
And crippling force

A constant searing pain

Engine is fed
There is no remorse

Goners they transport
Fuel for future wars

Scholars disagree
There's something wrong with me

A constant searing pain
Spinal fluid death rain

Hysteric absentee
Is there nothing wrong with me?

But you can't stop progress
And the machine rolls on
On dead horizons chaos looms
As pistons pump and pain persists
The fire burns
To consume the world