The Sails Of Charon

Dark night, there is no light
In the realm of the black magic man
Soul's flight into the cold blight
Of the destroyer's magic land

Woman, whose 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

Burn out your evil desire
The dark king's kingdom
Is built out of mire

Keep on for the kingdom of light
There is no darkness
There is no night