The River of Serpents - Frailty

My river of serpents, innocence is your name

When dawn entwines me in its cold dew

The grass awakes the serpent’s dream

Oh, mournful eyes, lust is gone

Forever seems the cold morning mist

The river of mine, waters of black hate

Pure am I, I saw a ghost of her dying light

(The river, it crawls close to me…

And serpents are all around my forlorn shade

Haunting me, the whispering of ghosts

The longing won’t stop, my raven heart

The grass whispers, the mist is my veil

Of innocence and of my hate…)

Take me down, let me be free

In my river of serpent dreams

Tending the cold caresses, my mournful eyes

My suffering is your time…

(The longing won’t stop, light descends

Of suffering he is born, the shade of man

He once was… he once was a light…)