I caught myself looking at my watch As if staring would somehow make it stop Three quiet hands Like the wind blows the sand Takes the day with them again It's burning somewhere I can't see Between layers my soldiers can't reach And you're just standing there While only you can tell How many turns my hands have left Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarded) Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarded) Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarded) Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarded) Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarded) Stay on your side of the Styx (I'm not ready to be boarding) Stay on your side of the Styx Stay on your side of the Styx I'm not ready to be boarded