.The Flame that whispers.

Burn the mother

Burn the witch

Burn

Burn the sister

Burn the witch

Burn

Burn the lover

Burn the witch

Burn

Faces in the clouds

Those who are in the earth

Those that flow with the river

The faces on my face

And burn the twigs

Burn

The goddess has many faces

The goddess has many fates

In the summer bonfire

Rumbles the power.

And burn the tears

Burn

Cause the goddess has many faces,

Has many fates

For you clay child in the Earth

All foreheads are yours

And burn the fears

Burn

Burn me man

Burn me

Burry me if you want

Hurt me if you flaunt

But power can't die

Like the owl

haunts your dreams

hunt eats your screams 

You are the hind

And I am the mind

Run from me man

Run

And

Burn the mother

Burn the witch

Burn

Burn the sister

Burn the witch

Burn

Burn the lover

Burn the witch

Burn

J  D