The Haunting Of Car 17

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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