Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

The fresh humidity of the green moss my skin,
my laying down, as it suits to who adores a god,
over the sacred of the Cromlec'h.
Our bodies each other,
is of the One becomes of the Many.
The smoke dances with the candles flames
attracting the astral energies.
The choral worshipping of the Goddess raises from our minds,
what is of the Many of the One.
The sacred wine shall fill the cup turned was in the goatish horn,
the fertile lips shall kiss the rod life and shape took from the
walnut.
An the Nine come at the beginning of the dance,
the naked feet shall caress Na Gog,
the naked bodies by wood's breath,
the minds dancing in the air,
and the spirits, by sacred fire inebriated, shall turn to whirl,
and once more the Spiral shall be Tregenda
one and to celebrate the thirteen fullnesses of Levanah,
who of ancient made arcane magic mortal.
Simple by Her Who guides vibrated,
enchantements of witches for hand down,
like veils fluttering to paint the Great Dance
offered to the sky as a tribute of the drag into oblivion.
May I the stars, free my astral,
embrace and in the All regenerate myself now beast now man,
till to reborn from the effluviums of my ethereal God I Myself,
God Gods,
of my devotion and of my passion!
Sacrifical victim for those who me
and part of the All.