Blood runs free, down the river

I'm the weeper, the life beriever

I cross the Styx, with coins of onyx

Without the trumphets and horns and pyres



Empracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Empracing the Styx

I sail with Charon this day

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

Me, my wrists and a blade



The final curtain, death is certain

Harpy's sing, my soul is hurting

Razors, rope, mountains of dope

Does it matter, there's no hope



Empracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Empracing the Styx

I sail with Charon this day

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

Me, my wrists and a blade



In times of eternal darkness

In times of peace and embrace

When the minstrel of atrophy mock us

There's need for love and there's need for death

Too late for understanding

Too late for your tears

I wait for the last descending

To the opal city and the flaming stairs



I surrender, I return to dust

It must end here, in daze and dusk

So I cry, for all of us

And I smile, as I die...



A small breeze in time



Waiting and waiting, for a moment of truth and a sun

Dreaming and dreaming, 'til the dreams were crushed by our hands (smothered to sand)

Great thoughts of a triumphing giant

Was given these golden-brown wings

A man who was an ant an a lion

Died on the isle of the king