Thanopraxia - Shores of Styx Lyrics

Tormented eyes roll back into his head
Driven to exhaustion by his affliction
Every sound a thousand knives
Feeding the paranoia

Shook from a stupor
A rude awakening
The cries of holy men
Casting down the blasphemous

First they take his fingers
One knuckle at a time
A night filled with tortuous flame
Vehement screams of anguish fill the sky

Heathen tied to a metal cross
Lowered deeper into the flame
Flesh bubbling and eyes burning
Lifted out, only to be lowered again

Screaming at the top of his lungs
Not a soul dares to answer
Fear of God is too great
Burning flesh is no reason to die

Demons sail in, gifts of Charon
Spawning forth from cracks in the earth
Determined to balance good and evil
Slaughtering the righteous

The great Cerebus rose
Looming in ominous devotion
Drool pooling at the floor below
Eyeing it's next victim

A long man, fighting for his life
Baffled at his misconception
He swung his sword with hate
Plunging the tip into the Cerebus heart

Dust settled among the corpse
Waves of Styx growing larger
Great horns broke the surface
Followed by an army of minions

He spoke in a guttural tongue
Expressing gratitude and respect
Summoning a pale horse, pulling the strings of fate
You are now the purveyor of death