Where five rivers meet.
There the water trickles to the underworld beneath.
The infamous dykes
Hold your breath
In a place where all hope is gone
Babbling brooks making an ominous song
All the fear surmounting inside us
There is the entrance aside us.
The black poplar trees hiding it diligently.
The asphodel meadows.
Nature presides Orion can still hunt though.
Animals of demeanour unknown
As we walk through our heart beats and we begin our descent below.
Beyond this is Erebus the kingdom of Hades and Persephone.
All the way the twittering of ghosts voices like bats wings is deafening.
Until we reach the unreachable kingdom of deathly twilight.
No one knows the sight of the abode of these rulers of retribution.
Though they know deep within is the infernal region an inescapable chasm.
One that even Hades and Persephone fear.
Once you enter never are you allowed to leave here.
Will you turn back and accept your retribution?
Flee now to the asphodel meadow.
Follow the black poplar trees.
Follow the babbling streams.
Pay not attention to the ghost's bat like screeches and screams.
And even if it seems not to be real and merely a hellish dream.
You should never have come here.
And you should fear your return.
For in the bellows of Hades you could burn.