Returning to Misery & Comfort

RETURNING TO MISERY & COMFORT

 

I hate the moon and it´s glow

For it no longer pleases me

I curse the winter and it´s snow

For it will lead them to me

 

Returning to the Darkness

Of the mountain caves

Following the voice of past

When sky is obscured with clouds

 

Even starlight seems miserable

Fragile memories hurt my mind

Into everlasting misanthropy

Cold and depressive

 

One with the old dead forest

Before I leave this place

Nothing left to comfort me

But the cold touch of steel