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Styx
04:48
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Pouring bile
Till black basin filled
The breach: Styx
Despondent,
Wrathful
To brackish filth
Malefic lives
Damned to
Malefic depths
Bodies curled
Under
Miasmal veil
Thrashing
Defiant
Open mouths
Would crack rocks of hell
In battle cry
In endless war
In torrent of
Fang and claw
Sinking bone
Sunken stone
[impotent]
[unfulfilled]
Gagged by a swollen tongue
Their Hot blood
rushing
Drives aimless hate
Limbs lashed to Tendril
Coil blackened mire
Ensnared in a
Fouled Black Churn
Flesh tears at itself
As a dog
Gnawing its wounds
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Neither the heat of anger to warm you
Nor sickening joy of shattered carpal bone
No light to emblaze the sterile vanity
-
A coin in the mouth
Son of Ares
A coin in the mouth
My toll paid
A coin in the mouth
Debt remains
Bring me from the shore
Son of ares
A coin in the mouth
My toll paid
A coin in the mouth
Fingers Wrapped to fists
Sadist folds
Masochist blooms
Muscle
Tendon
Their own chain
Fist engulfed
Crawling mire
The endless return of rage’s Venom burn
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2. |
Phlegethon
05:42
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Drive
A flailing tongue down the throat
Can you scrape the soot from lung
The ash wedged between teeth
A worming contortion
Dredge up another cry
To mix in broiling air
Burning alone
Chorus screams
Ascend in columns of smoke
In roaring pillars of fire
The metallic taste or earthen ore
A gut swimming in boiling gore
Quartered in
Phelegethon’s current
Again and again
Flesh slough off
Every nerve torn
Throb from incendiary air
From skin to bone
to ribboned flame clings
Cough
clear the chest
Swallow
Boiling viscera
Cauterized
Amidst the flows
A volcanic dread
of endless gray
Whistling stones
The sulfuric hiss
From boiling blood
To cries unheard
Bursts forth
The mercy of arrows
A crucible
never to refine
Vastation
Void-catharsis
Just slag
Just dross
Just slag
Just dross
No
sanctifying fire
No
purifying flame
Just marbled glow in coal
among ash and smoke
Just a slow burning
just a raging loss
The endless
Infernal flame
Consuming
Unsatisfied
Ever spilling
unto itself
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3. |
Acheron
06:47
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Oh Charon
Where have you carried me
The fell of heavy air
A starless canopy
Treachery led me from shores
What wind brought me?
What tide stole me?
This: heresy of nature
A grand deceit
The great illusion
This Dread grips me with
A chill steals the warmth of blood
Fingers Swathed arteries
Amidst the haze
The light your torch suspends
an aureole glow
Of sour air
Where light strains
To dancing shadow
To frigid depths
Who - muse most cruel
Do senses deceive me
A spell— A mirage— Wake me
What dream has dragged me
Clawing into the air
What shelter a tomb would be
A grave a warm berth
What relief
Wake me from my dreaming
I’m not meant
to toss in waves
Toward foreign shore
Take a hold and Shake my bones
Make them move in earnest
Before this current claims me
Clawing into the air
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4. |
Cocytus
05:05
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Woe to all who in their bosom carry breath
[Woe to all]
Woe to all who in their bosom carry breath
[Woe to all]
No prophet’s manic reverie can foretell
A web of life’s own conspiracy
Lo! The heart beats
In a vigorous deceit
A hysteria of of the epileptic
Their fervor betrays the fear
To be found hung by strings
A chain of being broken
Yet stitched anew
And unfreed
Give praise to
Annihilation
Rejoice Rejoice
Unto swirling entropy
Denial breaks into grief
The threaded strand leaves it’s stain
What cry to hear — pierce a veil
A rueful song deafen the ears
Silenced by stone gods
Drunk on their tears
All failed gods
Gnawing on Judas
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5. |
Lethe
04:45
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Gripped
In the white light of fever
The crawling
Sentiment
Ever
Coming
Unto nothing
A creeping certainty
Behind the eyes
To trace the threads
To pull the strings
Each twitch —
A desperate sense
What has been
What yet could be
To thrust itself
In mind’s light
The warmth
That brilliant fading form
Held and lost
All at once
Hallucination
Crashes
Then drags back out
In waves and torrents
Her chalice:
Overflowing
Let the it’s brine crest
To meet the lips
May its bitter taste linger sweet on the lips
In the vomit of seizure
What a mercy to forget
What grace to be forgotten
Maiden Oblivion
Damn my memory
To dust and worm
Maiden oblivion
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