And so the third lock opens Silently, this time, leaving only one more to be dealt with I can finally pay Hades Orpheus barely whispers it But it's enough to prick the ears of both Heracles and Ulysses Neither says a word, but the pieces are falling into place Orpheus' story isn't unusual: A broke young musician with a dead fiancé Just another life chewed up by the City This broke young musician didn't accept that, though Didn't care he didn't have the money To have a mind from the Acheron rebodied Or that those as were came back wrong He needed his true love So he went to Hades Here I should mention that Hades was no stranger After all, the Mechanisms had been in the City a long time, having our own brand of fun I, your humble narrator, Jonny d'Ville, Was in one of the lower levels... depopulating it Marius claims he was psychoanalysing the Olympians And the Toy Soldier says it was Busy being a nymph, whatever that means But our quartermaster, Ashes O'Reilly, felt right at home Decided to seize control of the Acheron and Make the ferrymen dance to a different tune Took on the name of Hades And so "Hades" took those foolish enough to venture to the Acheron Ulysses, Heracles, Orpheus And decided to have a little fun