Shades of Ghastly Company

The wasting shards and shifting scree
In blowing mist of mountain’s night
All shades of ghastly company
 
A life of death, and deathly spree  
A whispered curse on desert’ height
The wasting shards and shifting scree
 
That only this was meant for me
Despair would have my final flight
All shades of ghastly company
 
As clouds may part, though hope would flee,
With simple sun, its hallowed light
The wasting shards and shifting scree.
 
With love’s arrive that sets soul free
In converse chase with pure delight
All shades of ghastly company
 
That soul in soul may both conceive  
The holy words end’ lonesome blight  
The wasting shards and shifting scree
All shades of ghastly company  
 
(for my one...)