Lyrics The Sails of Charon - Yngwie Malmsteen
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
the
ones
who
will
reign
You're
struggles
are
in
vain
Blind
man,
you're
suckin'
your
own
blood
Soon
black
magic's
dying
You'd
better
start
crying
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a-aaa
...
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
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a-aaa
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a
...
A-a-a-aaa
...
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