Текст песни Voodoo Idol - Hell On Wheels

Prison like a darkness
Whisper's like the hell
Future is a wasteland
Decision was a fail Whisper is like a hell

Blood runs cold
Soul wants calm
White death in front
Eyes were bloodshot

Pulled out lucky ticket
What's the price for your existence
The train rushes only ahead
What's your choice: freedom or death?

Blood runs cold
Soul wants calm
White death in front
Eyes were bloodshot

Hell on wheels is out of control
Treasured dreams break down the wall
Panic and chaos. Cold outside
Exit is the abyss. Frost inside.