Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

The fresh humidity of the green wets my skin,
my body 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,
is of the Many becomes of the One.
The sacred wine shall the cup which turned was in the goatish horn,
the fertile lips shall kiss the rod which life and shape took the
walnut.
An the Nine shall come at the of the dance,
the feet shall caress Sheela Na Gog,
the naked bodies by wood's breath,
the naked minds in the air,
and the shrewd spirits, by sacred fire inebriated, turn to whirl,
and once more the Great shall be Tregenda
one and seven to the thirteen fullnesses of Levanah,
who of ancient memory made arcane mortal.
Simple melodies by Her Who vibrated,
enchantements of for millenniums hand down,
bodies 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,
deserving of my and of my passion!
Sacrifical victim for who welcome me
and part of the All.