Gloomy forests and lakes fly past
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The fast train rushes by
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Flickering landscape, hundreds and thousands of trees opposite the axis of the wheels
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Moves confidently along multiple rail lanes
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A terrible whistle is heard from afar - the freight train is moving on its own
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Things are moving towards the night, everything is as usual for the locomotive crew
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No one paid attention - the train rushes, the steam breathes,
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And outside the window of the driver of an unknown force, a bright light sways like a flame
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Through the darkness and the tundra, the train rushes through the fog along the rails, thunder is heard in a wave
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from afar and crack
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A bright ball of invisible force drags the train like a burden: the technology of unknown creatures
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A waking nightmare, horror and panic, the crew is in fear:
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“A train without a driver! |
People who can, save yourself!”
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Fate is in the hands of a riddle, the mind is torn by worries:
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Guests from other worlds are nearby, already on the threshold!
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Through the darkness and the tundra, a ghost train rushes along the rails, thunder is heard from afar and
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crackling
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A bright ball of invisible force drags the train like a burden: the technology of unknown creatures
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Mosque, the diagram is torn, the sphere rushes furiously, punching through walls, darkness
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The lines of the recorders are jumping, everything will be recorded reliably: it’s the instruments, not the people, that’s not
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lie
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A ghost train rushes along the rails through the darkness and the tundra, thunder is heard in a wave
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from afar and crack
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A bright ball of invisible force drags the train like a burden: the technology of unknown creatures
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Mosque, the diagram is torn, the sphere rushes furiously, punching through walls, darkness
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The lines of the recorders are jumping, everything will be recorded reliably: it’s the instruments, not the people, that’s not
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lie |