Luyện nghe bài hát The Forest Whispers My Name

Black dance to an overture
but I am drawn their flickering lure
to the breathing forest surrounds the room
where the vigilant push out of the womb

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

is my will...

The forest whispers my name...again and

When the is full
we shall to adore
the potent of your Queen,
my mother Diana.
She who would learn all sorcery
yet has not won its secrets,
then my will
her, in truth
all as yet unknown

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

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 spread of a Magickal
I stand
...In the forest

"Pale, beyond and portal,
crowned 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,
many times and lands."