Passing Over

dripping blood upon the gilded cresent moon of times lost life
I find me floating within a sea of death
before me no end in sight
behind me no releif of terror
passage end, never will i know the santuary i have lost...
Sweet sanctuary give me now the passage that I see
through sweet incombant trails upon the river stix
Bring me forth salvation in the waking of my mind and let me pass
let me pass
let me find... my final call