Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

Black candles dance to an
but I am past their flickering lure
to the breathing forest that surrounds the
where the vigilant trees push out of the

I sip the blood-red
my thoughts weigh with the burden of time
knowledge drunk from the fountain of life
from Chaos born out of and the scythe
the forest with her nocturnal call
to pull me close the baying of wolves
the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scorn
in the dark, odiferous

We embrace like two at death
a monument to the of breath
as restriction is bled the veins of my neck
to drop roses on my breast
I lust for the wind and the flurry of
and the perfume of flesh on the murderous
to learn from the dark and the voices

is my will...

The forest my name...again and again

When the is full
we shall assemble to
the potent of your Queen,
my great Diana.
She who fain learn all sorcery
yet has not won its secrets,
my mother will
Teach her, in
all things as yet

I walk the
to the land of the Dark
Where the hungry will carry my soul
as the hunt careers through the boughs

Come to me, my Enchantress
In the moon of the woods we

be near me
in the arms of the oak
where hangs by a lunar noose
and the horned, one is re-invoked

The principle of
evolution has been
Beneath the spread of a Aeon
I enthralled
...In the whispering

"Pale, porch and portal,
with leaves, she stands,
who all things mortal,
with cold hands,
her languid are sweeter,
love's who fears to greet her,
to men that mix and her,
many times and lands."