Lullaby

Now hush little baby don't you cry,
Satan's gonna sing you a lullaby,
Fear not as angels fall from the sky,
Fear not as all these humans die.

Now hush little baby don't you cry,
Satan's gonna sing you a lullaby,
Fear not as all these demons rise,
Fear not as darkness fills the skies.

Now hush little baby don't you cry,
Satan's gonna sing you a lullaby,
Fear not child, as my legions fight,
Fear not child the extinguished light.

Now hush little baby don't you cry,
Satan's gonna sing you a lullaby,
Fear not when in my death's echo,
Your family's gone, you must follow.

Now hush little baby don't you cry,
Satan's gonna sing you a lullaby,
It will be over in the flash of an eye,
I guess it was probably too early to die.

Rule In Hell

My last breath had been drawn,
My heart's drums silently fade,
The thread which held my life,
Found itself cut an age ago.

As my life was dwindling,
Free falling into the river,
The River Styx of Hades,
Cleansing the dead souls.

As I fell lightly through the realms,
My naked soul glided into Hades,
Before I touched the torrid river,
I heard a whisper echo in my ear.

A cold, dominating voice did ask,
A question to me that did question,
Everything that was taught to me,
In my mortal life before my demise.

The voice did say "Now you must choose,
Would you rather serve in the realms of heaven,
Or rule in the dark realms of Hades' Hell?"
The voice waited patiently for my answer.

Those I walked with on the Earth,
Held firm the path of righteousness,
The path carved by Olympian lords,
The path which promised true peace.

The voice still waited for my answer,
I thought long, of the life I had lived,
A life devoted to servitude of the gods,
A life devoted to the righteous path.

As my bodyless soul drifts above,
The waters of the mystic River Styx,
I knew the answer my elders would,
Expect from one who walked with them.

Serve in heaven, serve the divine lords,
Linger an eternity as dust under their feet,
After a lifetime of devotion, serve forever?
I thought back the life I lived in their name.

Amidst the dark corners of my memories,
It did dawn upon me, a fact that had been proven,
The prayers I bellowed with my brothers,
Failed our dying sisters, failed the one I love.

Serve in heaven? Serve the lords?
The lords who fed upon our fears,
The lords who see us as their cattle,
They call themselves our shepherd.

No more! Nay! I refuse to sacrifice,
My soul's eternal life in their name,
Fuel their arrogance more than is?
Never! They have enough fools to rule.

I bid the voice that called upon me,
The voice that has stayed my path,
To hear the answer I have chosen,
To hear the path I wish to walk.

"Hear me now, you did ask me to choose,
And I know now which choice to make,
Why must I sentence my eternal soul,
To the shackles of the Olympian Gods?"

"Millions before me may have served,
Millions after me shall choose to serve,
But my soul which has entered Hades,
Wishes to rule in hell, for my eternal life."

The Voice did not speak but it did respond,
My fall which had been halted now resumed,
I fell to the very bottom of the River Styx,
I felt all the emotions of mortality burn.

As the River pulled me through the currents,
I felt all the fear, all the pain, purged away,
I felt my attachment to the realm of mortals,
Dissolved by Styx  and it felt magnificent.

As the River threw me to the banks of Hell,
My soul was cold, but I felt no weakness,
As I found my feet I gazed at the horizon,
I gazed at the Black Sun of the Hellish world.

The Black Sun burned ever so bright,
It dispersed all of the cold from me,
Replaced it with an erupting Rage,
Rage came not alone, it brought allies.

As I was enveloped in the suns mystical rays,
The Rage which boiled my blood also gave me power,
Power in the form of will and determination.
Power which could not be destroyed or surpassed.

As I stand on the banks of Hell,
Fuelled with the power to rule,
Fuelled by the mystic Black Sun,
I know I made the right choice.