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…