Darkness prowls about like a roaring lion
How did I end up in this place?
I had wandered far away from the light of heaven
Fallen, fallen so far from grace
Virtue sent by Love at my darkest hour
Beckons to the house of the damned
Sensing I′d been bruised by weight of cowardice
Virtue said that Love found a way
When you think of love is it what you see
As the Styx comes to a boil?
For in order to ascend we must see and comprehend
The heavy toll of all our sins
Gripping at the earth as the wind blows strongly
Writhing as the hail tumbles down
Angered are the souls that lie in the river
Gasping with the sullen they drown
Prisoners here without any chance of freedom
Grieving with no hope to be pure
Gnashing are the teeth of the prince of darkness
Frozen in that pit there's no cure
When you shake your fist at the King of all
Does it satisfy your soul?
At the bottom of the universe he lies frozen to the bone
A punishment of his own
Lejos, tan lejos
Del calor del amor
Lejos, tan lejos
Del calor del amor
Lejos, tan lejos
Del calor del amor
Lejos, tan lejos
Del calor del amor
