Luyện nghe bài hát The 13th Asbath Celebration

The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the sacrifice,
the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, waiting
for the full-moon's - we're celebrating the thirteenth Asbath.
I lift my eyes, I at the moonrise,
the of the night takes my gifts.
You came to us through immortality,
us to the true craft.
Give us the power, us the great understanding.
I draw the magic by my baton,
and the skull of the deer on its top to light.
Oh Moon, the mother!
Protectress of our and secret intensions.
Fly up and light our by your limpid light.
your sharp rays into the Earth.
We're absorbing the full-moon - this is the thirteen Asbath.
Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into heart.
The bowels in the priestess hands are with water -
chaos that symbolizes the and rules by it.
Oh, Moon, the great mother, absorbing your power -
is the thirteen Asbath.
Naked our we gash in the long-lasting dance,
goung around the repeatedly against the moving of the sun.
The nature is and delighting -
we're celebrating the Asbath.
moon give us the power.
Our bodies are stewing and poison is ready.
Our circle is unbreakable, we're by the only ecstasy.
The runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness.
On the mountain tops, on the tops of the -
everywhere you look is the Great our - Moon.