Estatic Fear - Chapter IX lyrics

The Dawn arose, the slumbers shadows have pa**ed The autumnal grace which so kindly has cast It's sombre yet gracious delight on my grief Enshrouded and lulled by the winters far deeper relief As weary my days will grow from leisure apart I shall wait for your powers renewed I pray to whatever there be "Let be my heard by your tenderness again imbued." Cura a die renovato cedit Dolor et laetitia conjungtus est Delightful shade was all that I dared hope for Thy silent charm alone remains to adore.