Luyện nghe bài hát The Naked And The Dance

The humidity of the green moss wets my skin,
my body down, as it suits to who adores a god,
the sacred stones of the Cromlec'h.
Our bodies each other,
what is of the One of the Many.
The incense smoke dances the candles flames
the celebrants astral energies.
The choral worshipping of the Black Goddess raises 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 which and shape took from the
walnut.
An the Nine shall come at the of the dance,
the naked shall caress Sheela Na Gog,
the naked bodies moistened by breath,
the naked minds in the air,
and the spirits, by sacred fire inebriated, shall turn to whirl,
and once more the Great shall be Tregenda
one and seven to celebrate the fullnesses of Levanah,
who of ancient memory made arcane mortal.
melodies by Her Who guides vibrated,
enchantements of witches for millenniums down,
bodies like veils fluttering to the Great Dance
offered to the sky as a tribute of the soul into oblivion.
May I rejoin the stars, my astral,
embrace Knowledge and in the All myself now beast now man,
to reborn from the effluviums of my ethereal spirit God I Myself,
God Gods,
deserving of my and of my passion!
Sacrifical for those who welcome me
and part of the All.