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Cold Earth Chamber (Barren Earth)

What grief and obscurity surround my soul Like an autumn night on a barren earth? Insignificant to suffer here The struggle eternal and futile No heaven I desire nor the night of inferno Never indulge a wench in my arms Away from the sense of despair All in all the soundless void (Hearken now what I beg) Build a house of the underworld My dwelling in earth to hide Dig my grave near the guarding elms And cover it with black gems Then forever leave my court In peace I want to rest A hill shall never mount on my grave But the earth turns under the meadow None shall know my resting chamber Under the frosted elm