The Sails Of Charon Lyrics
Dark night, there is no lightIn the realm of the black magic manSoul's flight into the cold blightOf the destroyer's magic landPoor man, whose spirits are strongerThey're a little too wearyYou're starting to...Blind man, you're suckin' your own bloodSoon black magic's dyingYou'd better start cryingBlind man, you're suckin' your own bloodSoon black magic's dyingYou'd better start cryingThrow out your evil desireThe dark king's kingdom isMade out of mireThrow out your evil desireThe dark king's kingdom isMade out of mireKeep on for the kingdom of lightThere is no darkness, there is no night
Yngwie Malmsteen The Sails Of Charon
