(music:SOTIRIS)

Waiting the drawing of the underworld

none to share your fears.

The shadow of CHARON falls

upon the stone of hopes.

The body is paralizing.

The air is too thick to enter.

a cataclysm is spawend into the regions of the soul.

The cry of the first time

when you were free from the womb,

is the same but now you are entering the night.

Chorus:

Most try to understand why they are born if they must die.

Life seems pointless with an end.

They wonder if existence remains after death

or EREBUS is the final state.

CHARON: