obscure tranquility
no vaguest sign of reality
a veil of mist on greying eyes
aint any sign of brighter skies
breaking through the darkest cloud
can comprehend no sighs
no whispers no cries
how could the silence be so loud?
in Styx am I gonna drown?
not a single coin even for Charon
so, could please someone tell?
here in this eternal hell
am I just destined to burn?
well !
guess, luck aint ever got a u-turn!