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…