The Putrid River Styx

from Inferno by Écorché

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lyrics

In the fourth circle the avaricious and the prodigal spar infernally
Pushing massive stones struggling with the weight they joust eternally
Butting chests to the rocks they push and grunt
Running full steam ahead they smash into their foes
See the clergymen with their tonsured scalps their greed knew no bounds
See the laymen with their gorgeous locks their spending was legend
Gilded robes embroidered capes jewel encrusted chairs
The people they bled dry of any means
Smell the stench of the swamp bubbling by our feet
Water so dark and thick no light escapes
This is the putrid river Styx
Air is thick and earthy like rotting peat
Purple slick oily thick shades it drapes
This is the muddy river Styx
In the fifth circle the wrathful and the sullen fight infernally
Some besmirched by mud some immersed in mud they root eternally
Their anger weighed them down in life
Their wrath knocks them down in death
Running at each other kicking one another biting their own flesh
Tearing out hair gouging out eyes beating their own chests
This rage cannot be quelled
This stage of shit it smells
Smell the stench of the swamp bubbling by our feet
Water so dark and thick no light escapes
This is the putrid river Styx
Air is thick and earthy like rotting peat
Purple slick oily thick shades it drapes
This is the muddy river Styx
Before us we see the gates of Dis
Demons retreat and they bar the gates
Furies on the ramparts they taunt us
Nothing can stop us from entering