Austere Lament Part Two

Lament, none shall mourn my miserable passing,
Alone from the dawn of my time, my burial I embrace.
Bound by the dreadful sun, infecting me with misery.
So terrible to behold, this chamber you call life.
Drown in lifeless rain and roam in endless pain.
In the sky I smell your essence, in the clouds I see your presence
Upon the winds I feel your breath, within my dreams I lust your death.
Death do I un-endingly swear, into you I always stare.
Devote to your every move, for your path I will always choose.