Manowar

Bridge of death

Slowly crossing as the river runs below.
Never stopping for what's waiting soon will show.
And this the last time, looking back I'll see my home.
For he awaits me - reaching for my soul.

He calls my name, and waves me on.
The fallen one, he stands in flame.

Well the life that he has given full of riches and success has a price that I made good in blood to pay. And the light he now is showing to guide my every footstep is insurance if I falther on my way.
And what god has now forsaken and man has never seen are the riches of the underworld below.
All my years of earthly pleasures gave support unto the bridge. I now cross it, giving him my soul.

Dark Lord I summon thee demanding the sacred right to burn in hell, ride up on hell's hot wind. Face one more evil than thou, take my lustful soul.
Drink my blood as I drink yours, impale me on the horns of death.
Cut off my head - release all my evil.
Lucifer is king - Praise SATAN!

I know the one who waits, Satan is his name.
Across the bridge of death, there he stands in flame.
I know the one who waits, Satan is his name.
Across the bridge of death, there he stands in flame.

He is my provider as I walk into the void, for eternety I give to him my soul. I shall do his biddings, obey him without question, even walk among the living if I'm told.

Satan don't forsake me, I wait for you to take me, grant me wings and as your messenger I'll fly.