Two coins to the old ferryman And all the plagues lie in front of me A whole place of pure sufferance Under the three-headed guardian's feet
Tartarus, where manifestations of evil come forth Chthonic caves that hide the shadow-bodies within its darkness
The souls of the dead form legions And march through the odious shore Calling me to join their abhorred army And sail the five ancient rivers to fight
We shall soon conquer the underworld lord's throne The prophecies of the Nekromantheon shall be done
Eridanos of hate, I smell your nitrous stench Phlegethon of fire, in your flames I taste disgrace
We're still fighting in depths of Hades!
Styx, where we fell, (putrid) vein of hell Into your detestation waters, we are dead!
Acheron, where we bathe, (morbid) womb of death Under your thousand pains, we are dead!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
