Coins for the Boatman Songtext
von ApoxiomeN

Deceiving moon over the sea
Casting shadows on the sand
Only missing is the shadow of me
Concealed by divine messengers′ hand
I enter the lions lair
With only tears to trade
Pain is too much to bear
As I see his body laid
My son, my flesh, my blood My life, my water and air
With you I will be soon
For you I have this prayer
And
Coins for the boatman
To be placed on your eyes
So you can remember
Our smile not our cries

War, my brother's play
Terror for all who are made of clay
Yet, eager to risk it all
In the name of the ones who led them astray


Three days of peace are
My proposal for the dead
For all those who had to gaze at
Hell and not home instead
String of our soul
Should be ours to end
Cruel is the fate
For the strings cannot mend