Embracing The Styx - Candlemass

Blood runs free, down the river

I’m the weeper, the life bereaver

I cross the Styx with coins of onyx

Without the trumpets and horns and pyres

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

I sail with Charon, this day

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

Me, my wrists, and a blade

The final curtain, death is certain

Harpies sing, my soul is hurting

Razors, rope, mountains of dope

Does it matter?

There’s no hope

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

I sail with Charon this day

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

Me, my wrists, and a blade

In times of eternal darkness

In times of peace and embrace

When the minstrel of atrophy mock us

There’s need for love and there’s need for death

Too late for understanding

Too late for your tears

I wait for the last descending

To the opal city and the flaming stairs

I surrender, I return to dust

It must end here, in daze and dusk

So I cry, for all of us

And I smile as I die

As I die

A small breeze in time

A small breeze in time

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

I sail with Charon this day

Embracing the Styx

Life is floating out, wave after wave

Embracing the Styx

Me, my wrists, and a blade

Waiting and waiting

For a moment of truth and a sun

Dreaming and dreaming

'Til the dreams were crushed by our hands

Great thoughts of a triumphing giant

Was given these golden-brown wings

A man who was an ant and a lion

Died on the isle of the king