Tekst :

Black candles dance to an overture
but I am drawn past their flickering lure
to the breathing forest that surrounds the room
where the vigilant trees push out of the womb

I sip the blood-red wine
my thoughts weigh heavy with the burden of time
from knowledge drunk from the fountain of life
from Chaos born out of love and the scythe
the forest beckons with her nocturnal call
to pull me close amid the baying of wolves
where the bindings of christ are down-trodden with scorn
in the dark, odiferous earth

We embrace like two lovers at death
a monument to the trapping of breath
as restriction is bled from the veins of my neck
to drop roses on my marbled breast
I lust for the wind and the flurry of leaves
and the perfume of flesh on the murderous breeze
to learn from the dark and the voices between

This is my will...

The forest whispers my name...again and again

I walk the path
to the land of the Dark Immortals
Where the hungry ones will carry my soul
as the wild hunt careers through the boughs

Come to me, my Pale Enchantress
In the moon of the woods we kiss

Artemis be near me
in the arms of the ancient oak
where daylight hangs by a lunar noose
and the horned, hidden one is re-invoked

The principle of Evil
evolution has been recalled
Beneath the spread of a Magickal Aeon
I stand enthralled
...In the whispering forest

Sunshine takes me
To a place where
I’m living free

Something in your eyes
Is telling me
This is where I want to be

But I never thought it would be
So

Sweet, sweet, sweet
The way you...

Dzień, mam ten dzień
Przed oczami tak jak wczoraj
Byłaś tylko moja.
Tak myślałem, nie wiedziałem
Że to skończy się aż tak...

Padał śnieg, wielkie płatki żalu
Kiedy ty odleciałaś z kraju
Prosto w słońce, na dwa miesiące.
Wtedy tak mówiłaś...

Where is this fiend you are denying
What is this tool you ve been in distant lands
With frigid eyes some one can see you
Your inner self, that you could never stand.

For now you are what you have longed be
forgotten light - forgotten in your fear
Threw out...

Come into a dusty room.
Sitting down with empty papers.
Wipe your smoke through the hallways.
Someone whispers in the darkness.
Might be here, way too long.
All alone in this new light.
This isn t love in wartime.
Blue, blue, strip you blue.
Blue, blue, strip you blue.
This star, like a die is cast.
Nice talking, under wraps.
Tracing...

FLAG OF POLAND...
RedWhiteNess…
See her flapping wildly above everyone’s head...

MARCHING! - no more time for any questions!
MASSES! – there’s no place for any difference!
GOD IS... FINAL HOPE of FINAL PROMISE...
God forgive us... understand us...

TIME FOR POLAND!
RedWhiteMonsters…
See a League of Polish...