Last Bus From Helltown Poem by Arik Fletcher

So we boarded the bus, just the dreamer and me, 
as it pulled away from all we'd hated be, 
to the screech of the wheels on the road out of hell, 
in the dark of the night by the demon clock's bell.

So we drove through the night, just the dreamer and me, 
as the dawn light broke over the black Lost Soul sea, 
to the cries of our kin from the mountains above, 
that they know in their hearts that we need to find love.

So we rallied a cry, just the dreamer and me, 
as we reached the last checkpoint to set us both free, 
with the breath of the horde on the back of our necks, 
not a moment too soon did we pay our respects.

So we bid them farewell, just the dreamer and me, 
as the barrier closed on that world few will see, 
with a song in our hearts and smile on each face, 
we rejoiced at the chance to re-join our true race.

So we came to a stop, just the dreamer and me, 
as the road brought us to all we'd wanted to be, 
from the hatred and pain we once saw all around, 
to the love and the joy that we'd never have found.

So we rested our heads, just the dreamer and me, 
as we thought about all that had caused us to flee, 
from this day to the end we will cherish this chance, 
as we move hand in hand to this sweet mortal dance.