PANZERFAUST - The Far Bank at the River Styx (Official Audio)

The second track from 'The Suns of Perdition: Chapter III - The Astral Drain', which is set to be released on DigiCD, Vinyl, and Digital Mass Media via Eisenwald on July 22nd, Pre-Order & Pre-Save now → Subscribe for more music! → __________________________________ See PANZERFAUST on tour this summer across Europe: SVNS OV THE VOID 2022 Uada & Panzerfaust European Tour Tickets & Information → 22-07 Boarstream Festival Mulfingen 23-07 Viper Room Vienna 24-07 Colosseum Kosice 25-07 Fuga Bratislava 26-07 Chemiefabrik Dresden 27-07 Goldgrube Kassel 29-07 Metal Days Tolmin 31-07 Parma Mu Club 02-08 Le Molotov Marseille 03-08 Rock and Eat Lyon 05-08 Rockstadt Extreme Raznov 06-08 Zappenduster Open Air Münster 07-08 Baroeg Rotterdam 08-08 The Asylum Birmingham 09-08 Rebellion Manchester 10-08 Electrowerkz London Uada only: 11-08 Brutal Assault Jaromer 12-08 Party San Open Air Schlotheim 13-08 Alcatraz Festival Kortrijk Panzerfaust only: 12-08 Brutal Assault Festival Jaromer 13-08 Partysan Open Air Schlotheim 14-08 Alcatraz Festival Kortrijk __________________________________ PANZERFAUST Records, Merch, and more: Store (EU/World) → Store (US) → Bandcamp (World) → ________________________________ Subscribe to our YouTube channel for more music, videos, and frequent updates → Join our Spotify playlists for weekly updates on new songs and the latest releases from our camp → Get our newsletter → More music from PANZERFAUST on our channel → ________________________________ Look forward to the wire Or wither on the vine There is no rest in our world And seldom prescience of mind Some men were born for the war, One way, or the other. Nature was the enemy, Unbeaten was the path On a road to nowhere In the eye of winter’s wrath. On this road to nowhere We were shit-eating dogs Who heeded the call of the wild. In the filth, in the rust And into the valley below. Where we pissed at death’s door He would tremble to take us. Those fucking dogs From that stygian rift Would steal the coins from our eyes And left us there at our end. If it were not for our fate alone, We would curse this place To the far bank at the River Styx. But outlaws roam the forbidden frontiers And carve their crest in the earth, With iron in their words. If it were not for our fate alone We would curse this place To the far bank at the River Styx. ________________________________ Follow PANZERFAUST Follow EISENWALD Youtube: Website: Instagram: Bandcamp: Spotify: Facebook: Twitter: