Dark and unyielding the river glides, conveing souls...

Dark and unyielding the river glides,
conveing souls unto the other side
A black-clothed ship of damnation,
sail upon the winds of lamentation

"In cadence of the dirge, centuries of sorrow will purge
Merely to encounter one's nemesis, enshrouded in mysteries
Endure the torture of emptiness, stretching on forever [...]"
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