Is this scourge but a dream Frozen in time In the silence left behind An ending to the strife Dissent ressolves upon ash and bone The night grows long And grave darkness draws me near The night grows long And grave darkness draws me near Before all is turned to dust Beneath a bemoaning moonlit sky Restful nothingness beckons me in Beckons me in So follows beauty, suffering, and life All things must end So is this oblivion? Before all turns to dust My throne to build, upon ash and bone All shall return to the earth All things must end Before all is turned to dust Beneath a woeful moonlit sky Restful nothingness beckons me in So follows beauty, suffering, and light A moment to rest And so I find peace in this world Bereft of my light An immortal shadow Is this scourge but a dream? Frozen in time Broken reality In the silence left behind An ending to the strife Dissent ressolves upon ash and bone The night grows long And grave darkness draws me near Black beckons me in So follows beauty, suffering, and life All things must end So is this oblivion?