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Inside his black boat
Charon carries to hell
The souls of the dead
Who pay for this trip
Those who cannot pay
Don't get in the boat
And shall a hundred years
A hundred years long
Why do Charon
Son of the night and hell
Demands this pay
Is hell a special place
The crossing of souls
Only a few privileged ones
So keep coins To guarantee your fare
And you'll not have to wait
To enjoy the pleasures of hell
