كلمات Charon

They come from many tribes, hungry for forgiveness They prayed fervently to their gods and their demons The river in front of you is full of desperate souls And there is nothing that can hide your sins, don’t hope Hold it tight and let the boatman lead you to the other side Stop trying to find reasons, we go to the other side This life is a short breath No one will stand Your past doesn’t matter It’s flowing in your hands The son of shadow is waiting for you from this shore He only takes a silver coin and let you go Can you see the thirst and rage? It’s getting closer His hungry eyes will watch you beg to wake up Hold it tight and let the boatman lead you through the rainy night Stop trying to find reasons, we go to the other side This life is a short breath No one will stand Your past doesn’t matter It’s flowing in your hands Hold it tight and let the boatman Stop trying to find reasons