The Sails Of Charon

Scorpions

 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
 poor man, whose spirits are stronger
 there the ones who will reign, your struggles are in vain
 blind man, you're sucking your own blood
 soon black magic's dying, you'd better start crying

 Blind man, you're sucking your own blood
 soon black magic's dying, you'd better start crying

 Burn out your evil desire
 the dark angel's kingdom is built out of mire

 Burn out your evil desire
 the dark angel's kingdom is built out of mire
 keep out for the kingdom of light
 there is no darkness, there is no night