Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

Black dance to an overture
but I am drawn past flickering lure
to the forest that surrounds the room
where the vigilant trees out of the womb

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

We like two lovers at death
a monument to the of breath
as restriction is from the veins of my neck
to drop roses on my breast
I for the wind and the flurry of leaves
and the perfume of on the murderous breeze
to learn from the and the voices between

is my will...

The whispers my name...again and again

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

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

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

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

The of Evil
evolution has recalled
Beneath the spread of a Magickal
I stand
...In the forest

"Pale, beyond and portal,
crowned leaves, she stands,
who all things mortal,
with cold hands,
her lips are sweeter,
than who fears to greet her,
to men that mix and her,
from many and lands."