Before de River

Beats of hearts on mute
The never-ending nightmare
Colors lost in grays
Skulls crushed by the hammer

Ash-essented chocolate
Cloudy nights that shatter
No rain just wind of death
A cold incessant pattern

At day the sun is bright
Yet warmth just makes you tired
A faceless thick procession
White noise is your possession

Dried lips under the dust
Iced eyes behind, at most
Keep smiling or you won’t
Commit to the big liar

You wander like the dead
A ghostly shade that fades
A long-forgotten whisper
A broken flake of winter

The sickle carriers come
Taking the lost, damned souls
Behold the silent rippers
Kharon is their leader

The endless waiting line
To get across the river
There’s nowhere you could hide
For you are just a sinner