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!"