Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

Black candles to an overture
but I am drawn their flickering lure
to the forest that surrounds the room
where the vigilant trees push out of the

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

We like two lovers at death
a monument to the trapping of
as is bled from the veins of my neck
to drop roses on my marbled
I lust for the wind and the flurry of
and the perfume of flesh on the breeze
to learn from the dark and the voices

is my will...

The forest my name...again and again

the moon is full
we shall to adore
the potent of your Queen,
my mother Diana.
She who fain would 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 Immortals
Where the ones will carry my soul
as the wild hunt careers the boughs

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

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

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

"Pale, porch and portal,
crowned leaves, she stands,
who gathers all mortal,
cold immortal hands,
her languid are sweeter,
love's who fears to greet her,
to men mix and meet her,
from times and lands."