Текст песни The Forest Whispers My Name - Live At Dynamo Open Air / 1997 - Cradle of Filth
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
downtrodden
with
scorn
In
the
dank,
odiferous
earth
We
embrace
like
two
lovers
at
death
A
monument
to
the
trapping
of
breath
As
restriction
is
bled
from
the
veins
in
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
The
forest
whispers
my
name
Make
some
more
fucking
noise
Nottingham
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
Dark
fairy-tales
in
Phallestein
Symbols
and
signs
to
know
us
by
Is
re-invoked
In
Phallestein
The
principle
of
evil
Evolution
has
been
recalled
Beneath
the
spread
of
a
magickal
aeon
I
stand
enthralled
In
the
whispering
forest
Yeah
What
a
fucking
crap
way
to
spend
an
Easter
weekend
This
is
entitled
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