Mountains Crave - Ynisvitrin

I drift forth from primeval banks Beckoned on by verdant fronds Black boughs part waves of verdigris Hushed by mantles of grey With crooked oars I rend the Silvern haze Nebulous shores Confound my mortal gaze The shrouded distance frowns The mists darken and bruise An argent, glowing mount Cast in effulgent hues Immense, unearthly mass A Polyphemic head Thence we all must pass The isle of the dead A spectral spire Wrought from sable frost Rises from the mirrored surface The tideless waters Sublime in purity Sweep me away from the failing world Unto forgotten Regions of the soul Clad in diamond divinity My vessel has passed away To commune with the hosts of grey Forever in that mount to dwell Until the peeling of the iron bell Til the life of the world is done Sit illumined by a second sun Transcend time in that pearly spire Gaze transfixed upon the stones of fire