Ride to the Underworld
May. 18th, 2011 07:42 amRide to the Underworld
2011-05-18 6:45 am
Bass thunders filling the air
As I approach the hills it stops
The clouds fall to meet me
But without any rain drops
I wonder what this could mean
So I slow my advance
And before long it seems
I’m caught up in a trance
*I’ve seen so many faces
I’ll different kinds of places*
Χάρων (kɛərɒn) is in front of me now,
I’m following him but I’m not sure why or how
Our journey continues
Along the river of the dead
With no reason to be here
It fills me with a sense of dread
The mist is all around us
Other barges cloud my view
Χάρων holds up his hand
And in silence we continue
* The melody makes you one with your emotions
And the rhythm makes you believe in it, We speak music *
The mist clears to reveal barren hills,
Steam rising off like souls in anguish
They cry out to any who would listen,
So that we would know they languish
I am teased with a destination
That in the distance seems so far
It always stays out of sight
But is shining like a star
* Anger, aggression, the fury of all
Release the pressure, rise or fall
Don't try to be the hero, Don't try to win the race
Don't blame us for the music, We'll end up face to face*
Everything seems to come together now,
Meaning behind this trek
Sometimes we need a little guidance,
Be it from Χάρων or ShowTek
A city is in sight now,
“This journey is over” Χάρων decreed,
“I will be here again,
“when you have need”
* We are analogue players in a digital world
Think smart, play it fast, technologies don't rest
From city to city, we live at night
The grass is always greener on our side *