The Sails Of Charon
Dark night! There is no lightIn the realm of the black magic manSoul's flight into the cold blightOf the destroyer's magic land
Poor man! Those spirits are strongerThey'rethe ones who will reignYour strugglings are in vain
Blind man! You're sucking your own bloodSoon black magic's dyingYou'd better start crying
Burn out! Your evil desireThe dark angel's kingdomIs built out of mine
Keep on! For the kingdom of lightThere is no darknessAnd there is no night