| Through me you pass — just take my hand
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| The ferryman whispers my name
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| The course has been set — lord of the damned
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| To the banks, over river of pain
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| We rise and fall — with the tide
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| On through the gates, where shadows await
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| See the glimmer of gold in his eye
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| «The bridges have been burned — never to return»
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| Sail away — on the winds of Charon
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| Take me to the distant shore
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| Lead the way — on winds of Charon
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| By the Gods, I can’t ignore
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| The sight of his face — shrouded in death’s cold embrace
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| Through me you pass — to the lacrymose plains
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| Though my passage comes with a price
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| A sky without stars is all that remains
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| To the shores made of fire and ice
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| We rise and fall — with the tide
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| Just say the word — cause there’s no return
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| To the coast where the true power lies
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| «The bridges have been burned — never to return»
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| Sail away — on the winds of Charon
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| Take me to the distant shore
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| Lead the way — on winds of Charon
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| By the Gods, I can’t ignore
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| The sight of his face — shrouded in death’s cold embrace |