Between Two Worlds

On the banks of the Styx I seek where I can dwell
From heaven I was rejected and I cannot enter hell
No taste of bliss nor pain that does caress this soul
Only clutching handfuls of sand, the only thing I hold
He who glides on those waters always passes me by
Tormented by storms and hunger yet unable to die

On the banks of the Styx I find myself alone
Wondering who will remember for nothing is carved in stone

Whichever would be offered I'd gladly accept
But here I wander in darkness, cannot pay my debts
Whichever hand would reach, grasping unto mine
Oh take me to hell's fires or up to the divine

On the banks of the Styx I seek where I can dwell
From heaven I was rejected and I cannot enter hell
No taste of bliss nor pain that does caress this soul
Only clutching handfuls of sand, the only thing I hold
He who glides on those waters always passes me by
Tormented by storms and hunger yet unable to die

Caught between two worlds I love
And it seems I'll never pay enough
Try to taste some bliss of pain
But I chase salvation in vain

Let me freeze within Cocytus
Or reach Empyrian air above
Let me feel the wrath of demons
Or taste the angels' love
But here alone I wander
Never to be freed
All you deities I know you hear me
Calling out to thee

Calling out thee