He'll Never Die
On gloomy Styx's banks I stand,
Great crowds are passing over;
And patiently I watch and wait
One party to discover.
The ferry daily busier grows —
Old Charon shakes with laughter —
Yet vainly do I seek the face
Of the man whose luck I'm after!
Great crowds are passing over;
And patiently I watch and wait
One party to discover.
The ferry daily busier grows —
Old Charon shakes with laughter —
Yet vainly do I seek the face
Of the man whose luck I'm after!
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