Somnus pulchritudo

I am as frost upon death's breeze
In darkness unshunned this land is my own
I gaze into the life that is lost
In desolation untamed a flower has no birth

No sword of faith shall grant thee rest
A palace of pain and unrelenting death
No shame can save the bloodwept earth
No cries to hear a lost moments turn
I am as frost upon death's breeze

I am the lack that severs your hope
In silent wishes your soul is my throne
I cast my face into your lifeless eyes
In sombre delights I boast these putrid relics