i set out on the longest road to seek the answers from death i set out to the black sacred stream to seek out and shoot a white swan on desolate and stony paths from a mountain to a vale i reached the shore and saw it come into my view the swan i took the arrow and raised my bow i aimed below the graceful neck under the white of its breast inside the red of its heart the surface of the river calm and black reflects the sky the pale moon and there a glimpse caught of myself i m shattered the vision is ruined an arrow from the water a serpent rips my mind into the black river of death with a slash across my heart i took the arrow and raised my bow i aimed below the graceful neck under the white of its breast inside the red of its heart i took the arrow and raised my bow i aimed below the graceful neck under the white of its breast inside the red of its heart  my last sight a white swan behind the swan a starless sky under the sky a coal black river reflected a bone white moon