Under Charon, day as dark as night Far from sun, hidden from the light Where thieves and scoundrels play deadly games And only spirits know your name
I'll tell you how I earned these hollow, sunken eyes Worth a fortune to bring him back alive By his hand so many died The price of mercy was much too high
Under the cold, cold moon Under the cold, cold moon His life will be mine, under still skies Under the cold, cold moon
Bastard blew an airlock across the solar line One thousand souls, boiled them all alive Not for money, nothing did he gain He don't care what he'd done His pleasure was their pain
On the night side where snakes and cowards lie A den of vermin beneath the cold starlight Forty guns to one, odds ain't on my side The things that I've done, into hell I ride
Under the cold, cold moon Under the cold, cold moon Second to none, live and die by the gun Under the cold, cold moon
Bastard caught my bullet right between the eyes Told you I'd have you though I ain't too far behind Smoke from your shoulders you'll take no more lives The things that I've done, I'll pay for them in time
Under the cold, cold moon Under the cold, cold moon His life will be mine, under still skies Under the cold, cold moon Under the cold, cold moon The life left my eyes, under still skies Under the cold, cold moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
