The Acheron is a vortex <br />there is no way to escape <br />the judgement is at hand <br />the arcon of our realm awaits <br /> <br />Lucifer shall be seen <br />wed the luminous lucitity <br />on the dawn of your illusion <br />the Acheron your destiny <br /> <br />your insatiable covet for the labyrinth <br />blazes profoundly in your eyes <br />malevolence, the dominion of doom <br />the Acheron you inveigh your lies <br /> <br />fathom your reality <br />grovel within your fears <br />transend beyond life <br />embrace the Acheron with nary a tear <br /> <br />the icon of death lies latent <br />your body to waif your soul <br />your life will become acrid <br />with the Acheron your final goal<br /><br />Aaron(AarionLee) Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/acheron/
