Pagan Purity

(álbum: Heathenreel - 2001)

One with the earth, pave my way through the green
From above I stare down at the crowds
There by the oaks, I'll honour the roots and the clouds
With trembling hands I feel my pure life deep within

Deep, deep colour of the leaves awakes me
Deep, deep colour of the sky

Then all the fowls stay silent
And the leaves end their fall
Suddenly I realise
The earth is breathing with me and I cry
She is now my beloved bride

I am one, sole inheritance and yield
To myself the pageantry of being lonely
I'm fit to be called a son of the minority
Glad to be seen as an offkey in thy foreseen tune

Fathomless wailing of the wind awakes me
It takes me up into the sky

Then all the fowls stay silent
And the leaves end their fall
Suddenly I realise
The earth is breathing with me and I cry

Besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
Greenclad heaths
Could I swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
Branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
To this oak wood I bestow my pagan purity

One with the earth pave my way through the green
...from above I stare down at crowds
By the oaks I'll honour the roots
...from above I stare down at crowds

Besieged by the boundless grandeur of these
Greenclad heaths
Could I swallow deep within of mother nature's seed
Branches pleached and berried bushes and that lonely tree
To this oak wood I bestow my pagan purity