Back and forth alone he rows out of the dark Feeds on sorrow and death around Charon doesn't pity suffering nor pain
For centuries he rowed The boat of wasted souls
Until he once grew tired and now claims all for the power They stand by the river The dead flow is diverted to form a rebel army They stand by the river, they stand by the river Angry and dead
He turns dead ones into slaves to sacrifice The Styx he crossed so long is full of demons' blood
Feeds on sorrow and death around
Until he once grew tired and now claims all for the power They stand by the river The dead flow is diverted to form a rebel army They stand by the river, they stand by the river Angry and deadTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
