Staring in the eyes of Charon
Crossing the Styx with fear in your soul
Cerberus awaits and watches you pass
But will never let you return
Begin your journey to face your destiny
To the judges of eternal death
Walk among the fields of suffering
Staring in pools of grief
Come to the fields of roaming souls
Once grand warriors, now dwelling in eternal pride
The road is split and fear drills your spine
The judges of your destination look down
Aecus, Minos and Rhadamanthys
Grin with bare teeth at your sight
The trial begins and three judges fight
Tartarus or Elysia?
Rhadamanthys claims this soul for his hell
Tartarus, torture forever
Minos points after reaching the verdict
The path to follow is that of dispair
Eternal horrors await frightened souls
Filled with demons inside
No use to fight against the decision
"It is inevitable," says the book they read
Written down in life and read after death
None of us will survive
"Thou whilst not rebel, the will of the judges of Morte Aeterna.
Embrace your destiny and weep!"