Songtext von Stealthy

Living a false life Thinking it was paradise Feeling like a demon Begging for blood Living like Charon Making passages Waiting for the souls on my boat They'll see what's no longer clear It'll be stealthy Skirting around the thorns Feeling death in the vicinity Spying Hades deciding the destinies Smiling at every good soul Being indifferent to every bad soul Making it stealthy I almost touched the Moon The stars turned to magic dust It's still too early to decide which world I'll stay in Young with eternal life Maybe the blood still attracts them Making passages Waiting for the souls on my boat They'll see what's no longer clear It'll be stealthy Skirting around the thorns Feeling death in the vicinity Spying Hades deciding the destinies Smiling at every good soul Being indifferent to every bad soul Making it stealthy