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Are you truly demons?
Or just puny angels?
Just fucking leave me be!
Death is my way of life
There's nothing you can say
There's nothing you can do
'cause I'm the station agent of hell
Are you my close friends?
Maybe some relatives?
Do you fucking see me cry?
I'd like to meet again!
I'm not letting you out
There's no train going back
'cause I'm the station agent of hell
Do you think you're innocent?
Do you feel betrayed?
Hell, did I call you here?
Maybe I really did
There's no redemption
There's nothing you can do
'cause I'm the station agent of hell
Are you really famous?
Give me a bribe?
You've made the mistakes
You take the consequences
There's so much I can do
to torment you some more
'cause I'm the station agent of hell
So you are -
another demon?
You admire my art
At home in my illusion
Feel welcome, stranger
to do your time, good bye
you'll be the station agent of hell
This is subway to hell
My private carriage
This is the designer drug
My carnal heaven
Machine to my liking
Subway to hell
© Ari Veintie 1995
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