Panzerfaust - The Far Bank at the River Styx Lyrics
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    The Far Bank at the River Styx

    Look forward to the wire
    Or wither on the vine
    There is no rest in our world
    And seldom prescience of mind
    Some men were born for the war
    One way, or the other
    Nature was the enemy
    Unbeaten was the path
    On a road to nowhere
    In the eye of winter's wrath
    On this road to nowhere
    We were shit-eating dogs
    Who heeded the call of the wild
    In thе filth, in the rust
    And into the valley bеlow
    Where we pissed at death’s door
    He would tremble to take us

    Those fucking dogs
    From that stygian rift
    Would steal the coins from our eyes
    And left us there at our end
    If it were not for our fate alone
    We would curse this place
    To the far bank at the River Styx
    But outlaws roam the forbidden frontiers
    And carve their crest in the earth
    With iron in their words
    If it were not for our fate alone
    We would curse this place
    To the far bank at the River Styx

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