The Sails of Charon (Live) - Uli Jon Roth
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
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
And there is no night
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