The Sails Of Charon
Lyrics
Dark night There is no light In the realm of the black magic man Souls flight Into the cold blight Of the destroyer's magic land Poor man Those spirits are stronger They're the ones who will reign Your struggles are in vain Blind man You're suckin' your own blood Soon black magic's dying You'd better start crying Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaaah Blind man You're suckin' your own blood Soon black magic's dying You'd better start crying Aaah Aaah Aaah Aaaah Burn out Your evil desire The dark angels' kingdom Is made out of mire Burn out Your evil desire The dark angels' kingdom Is made out of mire Keep on For the kingdom of light There is no darkness There is no night
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:21
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 111 BPM