Scorn
Callously discarded
Into the river of Acheron
Submerged beyond ascension
Breaking through the surface tension
Eyes wide open to the bottom of this flowing casket
Carried by the currents of sin
Wishful thinking in the back of my mind
But only sorrow-filled hatred will bind
My soul to the blackness of this gaping void
Gasp until my lungs are filled
Meeting my end, a life distilled
Not a single moment has ever been fulfilled
Belittled by those who stepped away
Mocked by those who created my fate
Molded by the fires of desire & lust
I was forged to be dismantled into dust
So I will fade away as the winds of change
Flow at will, no cadence to still
Charon takes me to the caverns of the living dead
Pay the toll, Down below
He cares not for the end of my story
Ore in tow into a blaze of glory
If I cannot bend the will of heaven, I shall move to hell
Blood means nothing in this mortal game
The hand you're dealt is not to blame
Scornful
Bound by fire
Scornful
Bound by desire
Charon takes me to the caverns of the living dead
Pay the toll, Down below
He cares not for the end of my story
Ore in tow into a blaze of glory
If I cannot bend the will of heaven, I shall move to hell
Blood means nothing in this mortal game
The hand you're dealt is not to blame
Callously discarded
Into the river of Acheron
Submerged beyond ascension
Breaking through the surface tension