The train to Heaven calls to us with might,
A journey meant for those who've earned its grace.
Through valleys, mountains, fields of purest light,
We board in awe, with souls sufficiently traced.
The engine hums a tune of peace and love,
As we embark upon this sacred ride.
No earthly burden, nor harsh word above,
Can join us here, where beauty shall reside.
The chugging wheels sing out a joyful song,
Of souls set free from earthly ties and woes.
With every mile, our spirits grow more strong,
As we approach the gates where love still flows.
The train to Heaven, bound for eternal rest,
Guides us to our heavenly home with zest
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