(Verse One)
I'm on a night train, from Moscow to St. Petersburg
Right outside the wall in the bleeding world
With the biggest band-aid can't' make the blood stop
Part of the Fort but at the same time not
In the, blooming valleys of hopes and aspiration
Dreams are crushed by dope and desperation
'Cause the West is blinded by the Fort and
Corrupted by fame, money and fortune
Kids kidnapped by rich pimps
So that we can live out our sick dreams
Stabbed in the back, tortured and raped
Can't go back home 'cause they're so ashamed, uh
It's a metaphor for the whole process
The poor take the losses while we make more profits
In a world where the winner takes it all
And happiness only appears in sitcoms
We're crossing the landscape and forcing the speed
The beat is meditative and I'm falling asleep
And when I wake up the train is at the station and
People rushing out I hear'em questioning life
Again and again wondering like

(Chorus)
Why am I here? I don't know man I'm stuck in limbo
Watching how the things go flashing by
Why am I here? You don't know looking out the window
In a different lingo asking why
Why am I here? They know 'cause our fingerprints show
Or they think so, I travel light
Why am I here? On a night train, on a night train