Crossing through the dark valley
Feeling a strange cold wind
In the deep of a heartbeat
Welcome to the realm of dreams
Wake up in another dimension
A hard mist blinds you
Arriving at a dark lake
The screams are calling you
Now comes the ferryman of death
Charon’s his name
He asks about the payment
To cross the river styx
Passing through the river
Mud appears to be alive
Thousands of bodies are crying
Crying out your name
The sky is turning to black
Your eyes is turning to red
The ferryman laughs loud
He knows what’s prepared for you
Now fall into darkness
Where the suffering is eternal
But a gray light surrounds you
Maybe a way to resist…