We measured the distance of the space between islands.
Gazing out into the river Styx she said "It's no river at all.
It's a tidal estuary," was her only line, she delivered it well.
Oh, you're just a caster of worthless spells.
Oh, you're just a caster of worthless spells.
They called it the pyrex age, the gla** dawn of our thought process.
Later to be chronicled in violent history books.
"You suffer" on karaoke, cause there was no English translation for hell.
Oh, you're just a caster of worthless spells.
Oh, you're just a caster of worthless spells.