At The Gates

A soul breaks free from a corpse
The journey begins to the end of the earth
A realm invisible in human form
A greedy god’s kingdom of the dead
A dying wish of coins on lips
To pay the fair or forever be trapped between worlds
Spirits of the dead
Passing one way to the underworld
Acheron river of pain
Cocytus river of lamentation
Phlegethon river of fire
Styx river of hatred
Lethe river of oblivion
Alone he stands at the gates
Watching ferryman drifting in
He who enters cannot escape
A thirst for souls from flesh stripping heads
Kneel and be judged; eternal fate
Frozen in time skeletons roams weightless
The living shall not enter here
He sees the past, present and future