The Sails of Charon Songtext
von Scorpions

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