The Sails Of Charon

Dark Night! There is no light In the realm of the black magic man Souls Flight Into the cold blight Of the destroyers magic land Poor Man! Those spirits are stronger There the one's who will reign Your strugglings are in vain Blind Man! You're sucking your own blood Soon black magics dying You'd better start crying Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Ah Blind Man! You're sucking your own blood Soon black magics dying You'd better start crying Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaah Ah Burn out Your evil desire The Dark Angel's Kingdom Is built out of mire Burn out Your evil desire The Dark Angel's Kingdom Is built out of mire Keep Out! For the kingdom of light There is no darkness And there is no night