My grand-pops was a man of respect, had to sweat

Just to cash checks, working from sunrise to set

Everyday, he'd get challenged, no trades or talents

Barely scraped by, he found faith to balance

The straight line and pace, feeling worn and gray

Poor with four seeds, one more on the way

It was hard days indeed, all work and no play

He made sure things on the surface were okay, but

Something disturbin' within his mind was lurkin'

A slight twilight breeze would ease in through the curtains at night

It's like the sermon of a twisted apparition

Was urging him to listen to the train in the distance

At first, it wasn't intense, just one little instance

Sure it didn't occur, he turned to resist it

As if it wasn't much more than just a figment

Of his imagination, but for days it was persistent

And it went

"Follow me, follow me, follow me, follow me"

Then, it got louder

"Follow me, follow me, I have something to show you"

With time, people noticed he was actin' berserk

Granny got a call saying he was absent from work

And that was a first, she ran to the pastor at church

To ask him what was up with this disastrous curse

But bad went to worse, he came back three days after

No money in his wallet and his shirt on backwards

Stumbling, walked awkward, he called out for his daughter

Right before he split, the last lesson he taught her was this

"If you ever have a son, let him know

That his granddad loves him, but by the time that he's grown

Be sure this seed is sown deep down into his dome

Don't ever, ever walk to the train tracks alone"

With that, he backed up, reached out for his jacket

Told her not to act up and cracked up laughin'

After all that happened, he left, never to be seen

Fifteen years later is when my mother had me

Her dad lived a life people can't understand

Went from a family man to rambling man

A gambling man that burned both ends of the candle

Folded his hand in, it was too hot to handle

Sitting on the tracks, waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

When I was a tot, my mom dropped fables and stories

To warn me of the dangers that were layin' before me

To keep it interesting, she would hide the lesson

To guide my direction, provide the right message

In time, I developed a sense of her embellishment

Since I was rebellious against what she was tellin' me

When I was a teen, I pretended that my demons were friends

I defended the place, yo, and that was the case

Slurred speech drippin' off of my face

The world creeped as I slipped to the awfulest place you could imagine

Not the average things you see on acid

My granddad bloody, hovering on a speaker cabinet

Laughing in a raspy tone, covered in maggots

That snacked on his mass to the bone, I couldn't grasp it

Did a double dismount off of the couch, flipped out

Broke the closest window I found, then I dipped out

Suddenly, I discovered little voices mumbling up in my head

It had me wondering what was it my mother said

Back when I was younger, it had my brain wracked

As I stumbled off in the night towards the train tracks

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

So there I was, stalking through the dark with a buzz

I figured I should walk, that'll ease me off of these drugs

It's like a shark, had to keep movin', it's that or be ruined;

If I sat still I was doomed, and that wasn't doin'

So I marched through the park slow, gone like Donnie Darko

The sparkle of the starlight glowed like charcoal

Despite my demeanor, the night seemed more serene

Than a morphine fiend in a morgue, it seemed like I'd lost it

That was when my grand-pops' carcass emerged from the dark

Gurgling his words of carnage, but he couldn't talk

Something about the birth of sadness

I scurried off, I was on the verge of madness

I raced, fast-paced, and the landscape was strange

Like a plane parallel to this one, but rearranged

Came to a slope that was steep, beggin' for sleep

As I climbed up, taking my focus off of the creeps

Within the foggy distance, I saw a silhouette that got bigger as I stepped

The train tracks were wet

I saw a shiny grin from afar like it was happy

This is what he said as he started to walk past me

"It's a nice night for a walk, would ya mind if I joined you?"

"Do what you wanna do"

"Well that's great, 'cause I'm going to

And not to annoy you but, see, I really have to ask

What a young dude like you's doin' out by the tracks?

You waitin' on a train?"

"Nah, man, let me explain"

"Alright"

"I'm mindin' my business, so maybe you should do the same

I just been a witness to something sick and sadistic

So twistedly disgusting, you should feel real lucky you missed it"

"Ooh, but easy with the tongue, son, try to listen carefully

What you've seen's scary, but nothing when compared to me

I could show you things to paint all your dreams haunted

I could make you scream if I wanted

Or I can be the bee in your bonnet, your best friend forever

Two peas in a pod flockin' like birds of a feather

And you never have a need to beg, work, or steal

If all this sounds worth it, then let's make a deal

All you want in life for the price of your soul

All the money you can fold, power that you can hold

I'll put you in control

Only if you're down to roll down these train tracks tonight"

"But where we gonna go?"

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?

Sitting on the tracks waiting for the night train

Looking down the road, ain't never gonna go back

Listen for the whistle through the wind and raindrop

Who's gonna ride the devil's train tonight?