King of the grey islands

Blood runs free, down the river I'm the weeper, the life beriever I cross the Styx, with coins of onyx Without the trumphets and horns and pyres Empracing the Styx Life is floating out, wave after...

The monumental sleep With the sunrise at my feet Where's the altar of the gods, The wrath and the floods? All is in vain Of stars and of smoke I am Of shade and of light With dragons in every hand I'm...

I am the king, of the great islands of grey Windswept and scatted, bent and confused My castle is my ruin, the mouldering grave Where the memory fades along with the mourning cry of the mother I am...

In my left pocket, spot of all that dies, a cage of the vile. 13 keys, 13 locks, to the sick and strange that calls out to me. I crept through the palace archways Psychotic and deranged oh lord...

We sat the sails, in July Knew too well it was final goodbye At the helm, there I stood Like a tree, awaiting the flood Over the sea and under the stars We searched the shores both near and so far...

Land of thousand needles Land of cripple and lame So much self indulgence And so much shit in my brain The people under the staircase And all the vomit in hell Parading here on my doorstep I just want...

100 devils, follow me 'round From the craters of chaos to the promised land Thick black choirs, voices to guide me Demon heralds sitting beside me A little seed planted eats through your soul You're...