Lyrics Yngwie Malmsteen – The Sails Of Charon
Text:
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…
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
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Yngwie Malmsteen – Child In Time
Yngwie Malmsteen – Anthem
Yngwie Malmsteen – Demon’s Eye
Yngwie Malmsteen – The Sails Of Charon
Yngwie Malmsteen – Mistreated Roth
Yngwie Malmsteen – In The Dead Of Night Wetton
Yngwie Malmsteen – Manic Depression
Yngwie Malmsteen – Gates Of Babylon
Yngwie Malmsteen – Pictures Of Home
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