AURA Death car

Black paint shining under pale streetlights
Silent engine rolling through the nights
No sirens, no rush, no speeding race
Just a steady pace to the final place
Curtains drawn on a narrow glass frame
No one inside ever speaks a name

Death car
Death car
The last machine
Taking me where I’ve never been

Velvet lining softer than a bed
Carrying the body, but not the head
Spirit’s already halfway gone
Chassis heavy, but the soul moved on
Wheels keep turning on the one-way road
Delivering the weight of a life it towed

Death car
Death car
The last machine
Taking me where I’ve never been

Steel and chrome, a vessel, not a cage
Rolling through the chapters, turning the page
From the grieving ground to the astral plane
Through the windshield — stars, not rain
No more breath upon the window glass
Death car moving slow, but passing fast

Death car
Death car
The last machine
Taking me where I’ve never been