Last Train to Mercy - Psychedelic Blues Rock

Title: Last Train to Mercy Psychedelic Blues Rock Smoke on the rails, twilight on fire I bought a one-way with blood and desire Mirage of a town on a map stained red Where no one speaks and the past ain’t dead Steel in the sky, rhythm in chains Echoes of judgment roll through my veins Lights blur and bend like a fever dream I ride through thunder, chasing a scream Last train to Mercy, broken and black Every mistake rides on my back Smoke in my lungs, ghosts in my seat The whistle cries what I can’t repeat I saw a preacher with no eyes Said “Mercy ain’t real, but the guilt never dies“ I passed a mirror, cracked and wide Reflections grinned, “You can’t hide“ One town flickered, vanished in mist Its name was Mercy—never did exist Conductor grins, no hands on the wheel Says, “You paid with your soul, now let it heal.” Last train to Mercy, runnin’ on lies Wheels scream sorrow under elect