Misery

Shiny, silvery rails
They so so far,
further than I can see
So shiny in the sun

The sun shows the best of all

And the voice is like
gods and angels singing
coming down from the sky
The voice is shiny and silvery,
The sun is shiny but not silvery

If beauty could kill
I´d be dead
Actually,
I´d be dead and happy about it

Shiny bullets on trails
Big beasts are smiling

So the train comes
And misery ends

Shiny, silvery blood