Transport, train station halls, the passing journey
You turn around quickly, ultimate direction
That takes you north
You reach the platform, you carry a weapon
You cross a woman, you pierce her head
Revenge, hatred, evening violence
You see the day in the dark

You see the day in the dark

Stress, stress
Orient-express to Moscow

Ticket to Moscow by Orient-Express
You take possession of it
And stay on the lookout for the slightest detail
You continue your journey, step by step
You flee this woman who pierces your head
Remorse, hatred, guilty in the evening
You dread your new power

You dread your new power

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