I just stepped aboard that blackened tram
On a station I've never seen before
I just have to get away, I just don't give a damn
It starts moving I see the sliding door
That noise must be the squealing of wheels
Although it sounds somewhat faded
I just got on a tram at least it seems to be here
Although the outline is getting a bit shady
Tram's moving so frictionless
We're travelling at the speed of light
It's line twelve, the forgotten one
Can you see the signs of doom
Line twelve, the one that should not be
Where nameless shadows forever loom
Can't see the tracks they're not there anymore
We're floating in a Misty haze
Feel the presence of absolutely nothing
Let's disappear without à trace
All the lost souls will never reach the station
Just shadows of what they once were
Take me there, show me the wicked creation
A smell of nothingness in the air