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The Serpent And The Black LakeA vast dark expanse of cold silent waveStretches between us, bleak and miserable. It mocks Me, taunts Me, reminding Me of My failure Away you stand, far from Me. Alone on a barren mount, fearful and majestic Your head white as the snow which rests on the grass. Dark crevasses carved deep run cold with icy tears Fallen from Heaven. Caithin a mbeidhmíd le chéile? You stay silent yet beckon to Me Gan frithbheart leanaim Leaving Me behind ÉirÃlonn na h-uisceanna fuara And attempt to drown me Ach is cuma liom Because further I wade into the gloom. I await too late. A serpent black and terrifying Swallows Me in His fierce jaws of eternal torture And endless suffering. |