Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

Black candles dance to an
but I am drawn past their lure
to the breathing forest that 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 drunk from the fountain of
from Chaos born out of love and the
the forest beckons with her nocturnal
to pull me amid the baying of wolves
where the of christ are down-trodden with scorn
in the dark, odiferous

We embrace like two lovers at
a monument to the trapping of
as is bled from the veins of my neck
to roses on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the of leaves
and the perfume of on the murderous breeze
to learn from the dark and the voices

is my will...

The forest my name...again and again

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

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

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

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

The of Evil
has been recalled
Beneath the of a Magickal Aeon
I stand
...In the forest

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