old mr. shadow, old mr. rain seven devils callin’, whispering my name old mr. shallow, old mr. vain tryin’ to outrun you, on a graveyard train he laughs as he leads you astray in satan’s arms he told me that he stays he has a blackened heart as he wallows in the dark and forever he’ll be searchin’ for the day
them blue skies are turning into grey a boxcar full of souls is on its way we’ll ride the rails 'til dawn and your soul will now belong to the devil, well i guess you should have prayed if you cross the gates while sleeping on the floor leavin’ all your worries at the door god left you all alone i see the devil on his throne
now these dirty worn out roads, they are my home
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