Текст песни Uli Jon Roth - The Sails Of Charon

Dark night! There is no light
In the realm of the black magic man
Souls flight into the cold blight
Of the destroyers magic land
Poor man! Those spirits are stronger
There the one's who will reign
Your strugglings are in vain
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 Angels Kingdom
Is built out of mine.
Keep on! For the Kingdom of light
There is no darkness
And there is no night.