A Pilgrimage To Acheron Lyrics

Surely you must know how far you have fell

But there is a truth I must tell

You can only fall so far down this hole

The corruption of souls, amplified two-fold

As silent as a whisper, I've a secret I hold

The blood of a thousand mortals, like a leaf in autumn

The rivers are lingerie to the sod

The end is near, and at the bottom

You are awaited

By a thousand abandoned souls

I cannot see

I cannot see a world where we flee

From the pressure of your being

Because end is near and at the end

You are awaited

By a thousand abandoned souls

And many more