Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

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

I sip the wine
my thoughts weigh with the burden of time
from knowledge drunk from the fountain of
Chaos born out of love and the scythe
the forest beckons with her call
to pull me close amid the baying of
where the bindings of christ are down-trodden 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 for the wind and the flurry of leaves
and the perfume of flesh on the breeze
to learn from the dark and the between

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 all sorcery
yet has not won its secrets,
then my mother
her, in truth
all things as yet

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

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

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

The principle of
evolution has recalled
Beneath the spread of a Magickal
I stand
...In the whispering

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