Church of Void - Tristess lyrics

Hear my words oh Tristess Queen of the dark There's no relief only distress As the dogs of doom start to bark Your grip is so cold but you my queen Let the whole world burn When I look into your eyes I see the abyss of no return I've torn all the pictures down Of children under your arm Their blood drips all over your gown Although you promised to do no harm Your grip is so cold but you my queen... These aren't tears that I cry My mistress I do not weep Mercy's bane hides in your eyes Oh Tristess you don't let me sleep My soul burns but it's your rage Oh no, it's not fire Torment beyond the end of my age Long after the funeral pyre