| Song | Agony Wagon |
| Artist | Legendary Shack Shakers |
| Album | Believe |
| 作词 : Wilkes | |
| What evil star burns bright my old flame | |
| And wilted my rose of Jericho | |
| Whose glare killed the prayer last parted from her lips | |
| And lit the path to churchyards untold? | |
| The pitter and the patter of her dance once whirled away | |
| The eve like a dream of youthful bloom | |
| But now the iron clatter of my godforsaken woe | |
| Echoes ancient tones of shackled doom | |
| Oh, I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails | |
| Oh, I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails | |
| What unholy haint rakes the devil's lyre | |
| And dumbs the din of joy bells in my soul | |
| Who in silent gloom arrives snapping thicket underfoot | |
| In moonless mist to light my carriage coals? | |
| So into the shady dank of St. Jude's garden stairs | |
| East of the sun and west of the moon | |
| Where her secret crypt of nightshade is shut inside his mind | |
| Locked tighter than a toddler in a tomb | |
| Oh, I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I'll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails |
| zuò cí : Wilkes | |
| What evil star burns bright my old flame | |
| And wilted my rose of Jericho | |
| Whose glare killed the prayer last parted from her lips | |
| And lit the path to churchyards untold? | |
| The pitter and the patter of her dance once whirled away | |
| The eve like a dream of youthful bloom | |
| But now the iron clatter of my godforsaken woe | |
| Echoes ancient tones of shackled doom | |
| Oh, I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails | |
| Oh, I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails | |
| What unholy haint rakes the devil' s lyre | |
| And dumbs the din of joy bells in my soul | |
| Who in silent gloom arrives snapping thicket underfoot | |
| In moonless mist to light my carriage coals? | |
| So into the shady dank of St. Jude' s garden stairs | |
| East of the sun and west of the moon | |
| Where her secret crypt of nightshade is shut inside his mind | |
| Locked tighter than a toddler in a tomb | |
| Oh, I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| Forever to heaven or to hell | |
| I' ll ride this agony wagon | |
| My bones are damned to roam these rusty rails | |
| Rusty rails |