Thorns Of Charon (pt2) - (emerge From Hades)

Astarte

...And they swim in cold thoughts so lifeless!

And cease upon mythic valleys of midnight.

Wings of death convey them beyond tomorrow,

As the unbroken silence whispers the stillness of sorrow



Weep no more for them

Cause they'll face life once more again.

Crush the Walls of Death

And run to the future

Of mortal rebirth.



Hungry souls to the old familiar ways

They took back the long path which

Connects death and life.

Leaving like the moon in the winter dawn

And carry revenge in frond of them

And distances behind.



(Back to earth)

With snow, the dense air raises rich

Around their bodies dimmed with evening.

Hungry wolves smell the snow buried flesh

And dig deep during the long white night.