Malmsteen Yngwie The Sails Of Charon Lyrics

The Sails Of Charon Lyrics

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 

 They're a little too weary 

 You're starting to... 

  

  

 Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood 

 Soon black magic's dying 

 You'd better start crying 

 Blind man, you're suckin' your own blood 

 Soon black magic's dying 

 You'd better start crying 

  

  

 Throw out your evil desire 

 The dark king's kingdom is 

 Made out of mire 

  

  

 Throw out your evil desire 

 The dark king's kingdom is 

 Made out of mire 

  

  

 Keep on for the kingdom of light 

 There is no darkness, there is no night