Descent To Acheron (evolving Into The Progression Of Woe) Lyrics - Absu

Pour water on thyself 

Thus shalt thou be 

A creator of the sun 

Charon will inhibit his entrance 

The fields and dwellings of relapsing ruins 

Find thou thyself in every star 

Achieve thou every possibility 

Listen! Heed not the siren-voice of thought 

The fable of river #5 

Deliverme athwart the earth 

Forsaken loam of wondrous slumbers 

Thee spiritual and thee fertile 

A spawn of full equilibrium 

But whose availeth is in this, 

For hereby there comenth impair 

Facillis descensus Acherni 

Noctes atque dies patet 

Atri ianua Charnus 

Sed revocare gradun sperasque 

Evadere ad aurus, 

Hoc opus, hic labor est. 

There was not a formal sepulcher 

Not one sector for the interment 

Throth with thee empire of hope 

All effects are welcome to Styx