Blood in the water

Round swan in the river,
The reflection of the Communion disc,
Cold lady of the lake, russian in your features,
Invoke me with the luck of fluidity.

Pale sphere in an ocean of darkness,
The all-seeing eye seeking warmth of blood,
You see that I am hiding on the dark mountainside,
And demand payment for my deceit.

White rose, unfurled in the ripples of life,
Reveal your secret.
I see my reflection in your face
And feel peace in torment.