The Druid Ritual of Oak

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Elvenking - Rock, Italia

The Druid Ritual of Oak

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Autumn has arrived, leaves are gone, the sky's in flames A crimson red is brushing the valley brightest light I remember my Novembers, ancient rites throughout the fog A magic melancholia surrounded all the plains Let's go A manifest of winds, the forces of the Earth Darkness laid the curtain against the mighty oak Figures hooded in the shades in front of braziers aflame My childhood eyes have witnessed the ritual rebirth A breeze from the sea came like mystery cries The druids chant a strange lullaby, yeah The sparks from the flames reach the stars in the sky Are we ready to die? Forgive me, Father, for all that I have sinned For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me, Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The Beauty that I've mantled, the pureness of our kin We all hail the Moon, gathering on its Sixth Day Turn every barren one fertile as our Mother With Golden Sickles, we raise eyes to the sky and pray Cure every poison and take care of all our Brothers Of all our Brothers Come and dance with us the dances of the witch I dreamt the white druid's voice whispering the words The mistletoe, the sickle and the big Valonia Oaks From that day on my knowledge opened up to a new itch A breeze from the sea came like mystery cries The druids chant a strange lullaby, yeah The sparks from the flames reach the stars in the sky Are we ready to die? Forgive me, Father, for all that I have sinned For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me, Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The Beauty that I've mantled, the pureness of our kin Forgive me, Father, for all that I have sinned For all the times I tried to be a follower within Forgive me, Mother, sweet Earth where I have lived The Beauty that I've mantled, the pureness of our kin Of our kin

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  • Federico Baston