Mushcream Caravan

The train began to break away With hollow moon to lead the way Will destination will be on our way Well no one know and don't seem to care Still I stop alone I king of the dark lion When the feeling charge I will become in on stone The mushroom tree be shown the grave I should deform the grave in pain I can't believe it's taken over the spain I drink the blood and just dream away Still I stop alone I king of the dark lion When the feeling charge I will become in on stone I tell you this and you came wondering why Our Angel's fallen from the skis And will the devil hold designer pain Or are we here to die in pain Write the broken sun for me Write the broken sun Written for me