lyrics
Pileing of the blacken soil, the mourning and the smell,
A coin placed inside my mouth and a lifeless farewell!
Jurney begins with every footstep that I take,
Into the unknown, blackness as my guiding friend!
Shiver starts, the gaze of my eyes,
Here I am, at the door of lifes demise!
Beneath my bare feet, a burning touch of what once was,
Once green fields of life turned to swamps of grieve and loss!
A rumor, sadness pollutes the air!
I'm not the only one trapped in this hell!
Fear among them, agony on their face,
As we await what beholds the river banks!
Dancing of the waves, a boat in the distance of mourning cries,
A figure appears, an old man in cloack with fiery eyes!
An oar above his chin, ruthless in his eyes,
Boarding the souls on the boat leaving them chastised!
Bruises as the sign, only few may find their peace,
'Now it's your turn!', offering hand asking me!
Laying my coin in Charons palm, my destiny's being sealed!
Final look at the coast and the ones left beaten in tears!
Tide comes in, the oar leads the route,
Into the abyss, darkness surrounds!
Inch by inch, closer we get,
To Underworld, the unknown lands!
credits
from
Untold Stories of the Morgue EP,
track released April 20, 2021
-Music & Lyrics by Cryopathic Thanatology
-Mixing, mastering & drum programming by Dominik Hrdas
-Logo by Shynd Danendrea Artillustration
-Artwork by Gie Art
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