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Fate never cares if it’s wrong or its right

Snowflakes are waving goodbye to the night

Last train is running over the track

Death has been waiting to start its attack

Saints turn their back to these black shining cars

Keeping their prayers for the deep metal scars

Sooner or later you get what you've paid

Think of the past cause the future's too late

Nighttrain to Paris running of the track

Nighttrain to Paris never come back

Nighhtrain to Paris running of the track

Nighttrain to Paris

Tracks are still burning now we've heard it all

Train number's gone with a cold final call

Some folks not sure if they're dead or alive

You can be sure that you'll never arrive

Ladies are waiting and look for the train

Stand on the platform stand in the rain

Last train is running over the land

Death reaching out with its skeleton hand