Take the right bank to the night river
Watch the dreary soul seekers wretched
What flies by night,dies by daylight
Under broken trees we rest our weary hearts,our weaty feet

On the banks of the river deadly
Souls are swallowed dead and lonely
I could live so deaf & dumb dull,accompany this unholy bunch
And I for me don't wanna know those secrets that you leave behind those
Blue-black eyes...