Down The Styx (I)

Windows must be open,
eyes lost their shine - they're closed.
Metaphors and prose,
souls pass this river on Charon's boat,
across the Styx away from the sky,
these souls are traveled by.
Coins gave to pay the trip,
to go to hell,you pay the cost and join the team.
You dear soul just lost your hope,
the Hell's once reached won't look back no more.
And so it starts:
from this deep hole you can't see the stars,
can't hear babies laugh,
can't fight or stab,
can't run nor hide,
you can't pray nor cry.
All you have left to do is suffer and slowly loose your mind.

"This sad scenario I described,
is how Hell was told to be in those old nights.
When Greece was powerful and men were right,
when people cried for others' lives.
But past wasn't all nice,
and present is not too bad - right?"

He stared amused - looks at the fumes,
they remember him perfumes back to the days his mom cooked him the food.
Around him just the black,screams and blood - and old men - and much more else:
from prostitutes to politicians,
to thieves - to those killed by their own greed.
But Charon goes on,never stops,
he has tons of work to carry on,
so he reached the destination and stopped the boat.
Souls leave,and new ones come.
The cycle repeated until...
one day after he came back at the Gate,
there were just one,sad,lonely man.
Who's name was unknown and face not seen yet.
Curiosity were born in the mind of Charon,
but scared of His punishment he invited the soul to jump on.
And so he does.

"The trip around the Hell was long if done it all,
and Charon so decided to take time and question the soul."

"Dear lost,why were you there alone?
The exile is a punishment God never decides to give - what's going on?"
Charon's voice was deep and strict,was almost noise.
"Dear demon,I am not here in exile,
nor I'm here to fight my mind.
I was an angel,
and I decided to come down here since humanity is lost in tears."
Charon was so confused,
he stopped the boat and looked as the hood the guy had on.
"May you - oh demon,please keep on doing your work?
I can't drive myself around nor I can swim nor fight nor die.
I'm no soul nor angel no more."
"Then what are you?"
"I've been named to be unknown,
to bring light in those that it have not.
I'm a reflection of the idea of salvation,
and a lie told to humans to hope in reincarnation."

World's climate was fire,
no salivation left to those who die,
no more room in hell or heaven,
Apocalypse will treat everyone as even.
That's the scenario the angel seen,
looking down there were just zombies,
soul eaters and a few survivors running.
The unknown was walking on earth ...