Стикс (Cover)

The eternal cycle of sun's drive, Time's flow into eternity. The time hands of the moment and one Step lots of years. Sticks. Sticks. Sticks. Sticks. And crumble through your fingers, Black and roses dust. And you got that you should not be afraid. An old man, but this river's lust. With the gently black water's touch, I swear to never return. Was the same as now and so young, You'll be frozen in darkness below. Sticks. Sticks. In the DNA of creatures recorded, Primal horror of darkness at all. Fleshless of different deals will sink into, Disappears both the wise and the fool. With the gently black water's touch, I swear to never return. Was the same as now and so young, You'll be frozen in darkness below. Sticks. Sticks. All the same if it's heaven or dark hell, But the gray sands will never hide; Your soul from the terrible red eye. An old man, but this river's lie. With the gently black water's touch, I swear to never return. Was the same as now and so young, You'll be frozen in darkness below. With the gently black water's touch, I swear to never return. Was the same as now and so young, You'll be frozen in darkness below. Sticks. Sticks. Sticks. Sticks.