Infernal Ascendance

Past the listless fields of Elysium
There arise the crags of Sheol's borders
Hellish, Fiendish, Diabolical
Befitting Hell.

Yet from where I am
The hum of the shades is too distant
The soundscape of wails, too faint

From here, there is only ascendance

Past the listless fields of Elysium
There arise the crags of Sheol's borders
Hellish, Fiendish, Diabolical
Befitting Hell.

"To lie in the soft brown earth,
With the grasses waving above one's head
And listen to silence. To have no yesterday
And no to-morrow. To forget time,
To forgive life, to be at peace."