The Haunting Of Car 17
Part 1: Collaboration With Mother Combs
The car clicked and it moaned
As it rolled down the tracks
Through the rows of tombstones
Where the long bridge collapsed
Taking the lives
Of the foulest of men
Meeting their demise
About a quarter to ten
When the moon crossed the sun
And the world went black
The dark magic began
There was no turning back
And the spirits demanded
Penance for their doom
For their souls had been stranded
This old train car, their tomb
So they ravaged and terrorized
All who gathered onboard
Watching the fear in their eyes
They would not be ignored
With more power dead
Than they ever had living
No matter how much they pled
They remained unforgiving
So the train was abandoned
Off the tracks, in the woods
Every passenger demanded
It be left there for good
To air out the demons
Let them join the deceased
Release those heathens
To find eternal peace
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