Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

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

I sip the wine
my thoughts weigh heavy the burden of time
from knowledge drunk from the of life
from born out of love and the scythe
the forest beckons with her nocturnal
to pull me close amid the baying of
the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scorn
in the dark, earth

We embrace two lovers at death
a to the trapping of breath
as is bled from the veins of my neck
to drop on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the of leaves
and the perfume of flesh on the murderous
to learn the dark and the voices between

is my will...

The whispers my name...again and again

When the moon is
we shall to adore
the potent spirit of Queen,
my great Diana.
She who fain would learn all
yet has not won its secrets,
my mother will
Teach her, in
all as yet unknown

I the path
to the land of the Dark
Where the hungry ones will carry my
as the wild hunt careers the boughs

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

be near me
in the of the ancient oak
where daylight hangs by a lunar
and the horned, hidden one is

The principle of
evolution has been
the spread of a Magickal Aeon
I stand
...In the whispering

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