"Those who can't pay,
a hundred years condemned,
wandering through Acheron shores
... eternally"

Phlegethon Burning,
Shades of the tyrants and thieves,
guilties of their sins
for they were condemned
with coin on their mouth
and their faith swallowed.

Doom in shocks sprinkled,
the burning gloom.
Kerberos clawed in its zenith,
twisted and screaming...

"Thee beheld a god lying in his tomb..."

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