Cold Lord Quietus-Shai Hulud

Cold Lord Quietus - Shai Hulud I. THEY CONGREGATE TO MOURN No We did not welcome the day Though we quietly pled for the end inside Neither time nor daybreak will suppress this nightmare This we take to our graves II. THE PERSECUTION OF EVERY NEXT BREATH True living and breathing death Every breath is surely the last But another How many more will follow And another How many more can be endured Broken whispers Shy touches to passing flesh A twitch of life A cold shudder Defy the instinct to recoil Yet another breath Ignore your pain You are not your own You are the strength of life and love To usher in the end Hearts besieged by lament and relentless trial are pumping cold blood Glacial and ceaseless desolation commands the stillness we have become Submit to fear Bow to sorrow Assent to death The cold governs by decree Yes We welcome the day Precisely by the hour We plead for the grave This our bitter confession Conquered long before we begin to suffer the loss Death holds dominion over more than dying Aching for the next reachable paradise Awaiting the last Dear Lord Not another breath Cold lord imparts the loss Bound with resulting reflection Deep and deprecating Was I mindful Have I suffered Am I of warmth Worth affection Capable of love A vessel of hate and bitterness In this death so close Beset with travail I am aware of every fault and failure III. GO FORTH TO LIFE Now rest Leave your venom behind May we all have such strength