Staring in the eyes of Charon Crossing the Styx with fear in your soul Cerberus awaits and watches you pass But will never let you return Begin your journey to face your destiny To the judges of eternal death Walk among the fields of suffering Staring in pools of grief Come to the fields of roaming souls Once grand warriors, now dwelling in eternal pride The road is split and fear drills your spine The judges of your destination look down Aecus, Minos and Rhadamanthys Grin with bare teeth at your sight The trial begins and three judges fight Tartarus or Elysia? Rhadamanthys claims this soul for his hell Tartarus, torture forever Minos points after reaching the verdict The path to follow is that of dispair Eternal horrors await frightened souls Filled with demons inside No use to fight against the decision "It is inevitable," says the book they read Written down in life and read after death None of us will survive "Thou whilst not rebel, the will of the judges of Morte Aeterna. Embrace your destiny and weep!"