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are they who truly see the dawn


Life's flame burns low
Smoke drapes the embers
Where the Lethe flows
No man remembers


In the embrace of a shroud

Burmecian, dead soul
The river's edge is never warm, but never lost
Your distance cost your world
Left your rain-reflected doll
Floating senseless in

And release me
On the Lethe
And the ichor
Through my body

And after all that I've said
I want you to know me
I want you to throw me in the river
So the clouds

Though sky’s morose
And the clouds are mourning
Take my leather-bound journal to the Lethe
All the wayworn souls by that river won’t forget me
Frozen
In

You have lived your life
Unloved Un-sinned
Your dreams drowned
At the river Styx
Your body burned
At Phlegethontic
Your passions desecrated
By

decay.Devoured from within.You dwindle to ashes.
Every gesture is a futile oneIn the face of loss.Coins for the ferryman.Still a river to cross.
The players

Froze in the night
There's fire in the sky
Falling beneath the river
The Styx, it runs you dry

Swear on its name
That you'll stay if I gave
My

call upon the storm

From Lethe, from slumber he awakens
From the depths
You are
WE ARE
The wolf that howls
You are 
WE ARE
The animal that bleeds
You

ever hope to find in the wells of the dead? Their stagnant waters are fed by the river of entropy, whose churning vortex doth howl with their intoning

and abomination.
Thou shall make payment and reverence and allow Charon to lead us yonder the river of despisal.
As our journey has yet to begin...

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