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Under Charon, day as dark as night

Far from sun, hidden from the light

Where thieves and scoundrels play deadly games

And only spirits know your name

I’ll tell you how I earned these hollow, sunken eyes

Worth a fortune to bring him back alive

By his hand so many died

The price of mercy was much too high

Under the cold, cold moon

Under the cold, cold moon

His life will be mine, under still skies

Under the cold, cold moon

Bastard blew an airlock across the solar line

One thousand souls, boiled them all alive

Not for money, nothing did he gain

He don’t care what he’d done

His pleasure was their pain

On the night side where snakes and cowards lie

A den of vermin beneath the cold starlight

Forty guns to one, odds ain’t on my side

The things that I’ve done, into hell I ride

Under the cold, cold moon

Under the cold, cold moon

Second to none, live and die by the gun

Under the cold, cold moon

Bastard caught my bullet right between the eyes

Told you I’d have you though I ain’t too far behind

Smoke from your shoulders you’ll take no more lives

The things that I’ve done, I’ll pay for them in time

Under the cold, cold moon

Under the cold, cold moon

His life will be mine, under still skies

Under the cold, cold moon

Under the cold, cold moon

The life left my eyes, under still skies

Under the cold, cold moon