Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

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

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

We embrace like two at death
a to the trapping of breath
as restriction is bled from the of my neck
to roses on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the of leaves
and the perfume of flesh on the breeze
to learn from the dark and the between

is my will...

The whispers my name...again and again

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

I walk the
to the land of the Immortals
Where the hungry ones will my soul
as the wild hunt through the boughs

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

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

The of Evil
has been recalled
Beneath the spread of a Aeon
I stand
...In the whispering

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