The Styx Reflection

Expressionless and killing your fate Endless strive in water The vessel of the souls Preserves the stories of old Carrying back and forth With no question of time or destination The innocent bleed from their eyes And nothing has meaning anymore They grieve over knowledge lost to this world See their work fall into the possessed Symbols once obvious Now looked upon with scorn In search for enlightenment too worldly Cycles stretched out of blind lines Torture no longer disconnects you from flesh And they give of what they once owned Still no longer they can grasp For these soulless beings Expressionless and killing your fate Endless strive in water The vessel of the souls Preserves the stories of old Carrying back and forth With no question of time or destination The innocent bleed from their eyes And nothing has meaning anymore The Styx reflection They grieve over knowledge lost to this world See their work fall into the possessed Symbols once obvious Now looked upon with scorn In search for enlightenment too worldly No longer they perceive This making here