Descend

Against Nature

Descend
I followed on the deep and wild way
And came to a place for descending.
A devil here behind,
Amid this cruel and dismal swarm.
Show us the way to the mountain:
A place where no light shines,
All the cruel valleys,
Dry, sterile thunder,
Those content in the fire,
The sad bank of the Acheron.

Tracker

All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.