Текст песни Cold, deserted and dead

how my body longs for the cool touch of death and my mind for the relief it bestowes on me, unearthly values spoken aloud sear my flesh for actions unlawful, a judgement's passed, i know impenetrable thicket surrounds the path i used to tread bedelived enchantment, bewandered in the arts arid wastes, cold, deserted and dead such, the scenery from which i depart phrases and faces instead of the spells that will grand me rest and peace it's my death i want, nothing else