Droning Monoliths

Converted, I am now a vessel for the gods who have drowned
 Their gift of visions has shown me to stray from the path
 The dejected gods and their kings of light are my shepherds
 I no longer need the light for I am devoted to the scorched lands
 No hope
 Filled with dread inside like sorrow fiends that roam
 This is my sentence, he is the destroyer
 The only salvation I hope for is gone
 But I can't be sure I am still living
 Transform me from my grief
 I long for my death, drifting through the dust
 This must be the end
 I am sworn to the bleak
 Scorched lands
 No hope
 Converted, I am now a vessel for the gods
 Their gift of visions has transformed me
 I long for my death, drifting through the dust
 This must be the end
 Transform me from my grief