Verse 1
Climb up on 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.
Verse 2
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.
Chorus
The scourge and the kiss.
I look at my Priestess.
Her black velvet cloak.
Falls to the ground.
The ritual is cast around.
Verse 3
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 here.
Chorus
Bridge
Silhouetted in white.
Stands the lady of the green glade.
A lost sound, engulfs me.
Like chimes ringing through the deep mist.
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