Bound and tied to the tracks
Train thundering closer
Seeming to pick up speed
As it gets nearer.

Nowhere to go,
Nowhere to run.
You're stuck with you
And your dying wish,
But no one will listen.

Cry of desperation,
Scream of despair.
You'll take it all back
If they let you go.

But it's too late.

The sound of an iron bar
Hitting a wet side of meat.

You're divided in two,
Half being dragged
Half left behind.

Scarlet life clots
And death grows strong.

And it's too late.