Climb up the hill and let my beating heart be still Touch the wood of the Oak tree and feel it's spirit enter me With the guidance of the moon, I make my way into the room Of the lonely cottage there, I join the circle and prepare
Berry Wood is still as I make my way downhill The silence disappears as the incantation rears I feel the scourge upon me now in the shade of the Oak tree In this witching hour yeah, the New Forest it feels our power
The scourge and the kiss I look at my Priestess Her black velvet cloak Falls to the ground The ritual is cast around
Listen to the secrets of the English autumn rain As it soaks into the ground and it wakes me from my dream May I know the mysteries of my endless time on Earth As I travel through the sphere, yes it's beautiful in hereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
