Sep 2015
Dark as night it washes over me.
The waves as dark as those of the Styx.
My Achilles heel has become my whole body.
I shall save two obols for Charon
For every step I feel may be my last.
The waves as dark as those of the Styx.
My Achilles heel has become my whole body.
I shall save two obols for Charon
For every step I feel may be my last.
