[Music: Chris A. Sotiris V. Spiros A., Lyrics: Sotiris V.]



Can you pay the fair?

Open your mouth and spit the buried coin

The boat is ready to sail 

Step inside

I am the ferryman

We'll sail the river of woe 

The Dark River

Dark River

On its brink is the end of hope

The Dark River

Acheron



And a wind blew like the breath of a dying man

And the waters spawned sounds 

From the motion of slimy reptile tongues



My guests are many

And they won't leave this peaceful place of fading screams

Eyes shut 

Gaze mesmerized at the circular form of zero

They sailed the river of woe

The Dark River

Dark River

They found the end of hope

The Dark River

Dark River

They found the end of hope

The Dark River

Acheron



On tunnels underground 

chthonian delties mock 

the icons that turned blank

The shades of the once beautiful



Can you pay the fair?

Open your mouth and spit the buried coin

The boat is ready to sail 

Step inside

I am the ferryman

Acheron

Dark River

Acheron