Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

The humidity of the green moss wets my skin,
my body laying down, as it to who adores a god,
over the stones of the Cromlec'h.
Our bodies clinging other,
what is of the One of the Many.
The incense dances with the candles flames
attracting the celebrants 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 took from the
walnut.
An the Nine come at the beginning of the dance,
the feet shall caress Sheela Na Gog,
the bodies moistened by wood's breath,
the naked 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 seven to the thirteen fullnesses of Levanah,
who of ancient made arcane magic mortal.
Simple melodies by Her Who vibrated,
of witches for millenniums hand down,
bodies like veils fluttering to paint the Great
offered to the sky as a tribute of the soul drag oblivion.
May I rejoin the stars, my astral,
embrace and in the All regenerate myself now beast now man,
till to from the effluviums of my ethereal spirit God I Myself,
God Gods,
of my devotion and of my passion!
Sacrifical victim for who welcome me
heir and of the All.