River of Styx

There you go again

Sailing against the stream

Of endless mistakes

And deafening screams

You sail your version

Of the river of Styx

Where words, reason

And discarded bodies mix

Your broken armor

And rusted swords

Your broken dreams

And unspoken words

Your heart became alloy

And your skin became steel

Your mind so twisted

Because of those that you killed

The versions of you

That you need to kill

The weakest ones

So you start to heal

You sail them again

For you have more to throw

Into oblivion

So no one else knows