Charon
Single • 2003
Can't turn away, The only way is a river, And you know that it drowns, A wolf in disguise, I see you trough but you're running. Angel in disgrace, You won't give your soul to the devil but you know that you can. Cold where I roam, Tie these broken bones, Your every finger burns like salt in the wounds. Religious child, Delicious in black when you're falling yet you know that it's true. A wolf in your eyes, Shade of moon lighten in you. Desire. You can't give your soul to the devil but you know that you will. Cold where I roam, Tie these broken bones, Your every finger burns like salt in the wounds. Breath from your veins, Let me bathe from you, Your every word cuts deeper inside my skin. The cruelty is ice and the pain starts from fire, This I swear, This I swear. Love is the guest in the house of a death, This I swear, This I swear.
Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 26, 2025
Thin december air is like the dry ice smoke You'll come to your senses or inhale and choke My IQ allows me to brush you aside You're zeros and ones, you're wrong where I'm right Now, the tyrant is dead and his lady is free I am going ahead with the reinvention of me Now the king lies here dead, Now the king lies here dead It's not as wet as the rain or As cold as the snow It drives him in hard to the sane And the simple soul I take a charge at my chance You know how it is Let go of my hand You know how it is Now, the tyrant is dead and his lady is free I am going ahead with the reinvention of me Now the king lies here dead, Now the king lies here dead And my IQ allows me to brush you aside Now, the tyrant is dead and his lady is free I am going ahead with the reinvention of me Now the king lies here dead, Now the king lies here dead
Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 09, 2025
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