Lay your corpse upon a nest of oak leaves
Wrapped in a star shroud repent your flesh
A shadow child dissolves
Meditate in a den of skins and straight poles
A sacred fire of madrone burns eternally
In a circle of turquoise and serpentine
Whisper the prayer of transformation
Engulfed by clouds of thujone
Emerge purified clad in a golden fleece
A vessel awaits built from owl feathers and moss
Положи свой труп на гнездо из листьев дуба
Обернутый в звездный саван раскаивающейся плоти
Распадается ребенок теней
Медитируй в логове из кожи и дерева
На священный огонь Мадроны, что горит вечно
В кругу бирюзы и серпантина
Шепчи молитву превращения
Охваченный облаками туйона
Очищенный, явись объятый золотым руном
Тебя ждет судно, сотворенное из перьев совы и мха
Lay Your Corpse Upon A Nest of Oak Leaves
Wrapped in a Star Shroud Repet Your Flesh
A Shadow Child Dissolves
Meditate in A Den of Skins and Straight Poles
A Sacred Fire of Madrone Burns Eternally
IN A CIRCLE OF TURQUOISE AND SERPENTINE
Whisper The Prayer of Transformation
Engulfied by Clouds of Thujone
Emerge Purified Clad in A Golden Fleece
A Vessel Awaits Built from Owl Feathers and Moss
Put your corpse on the nest of oak leaves
Wrapped in a Star Saban Rasp
Disintegrates child of shadows
Meditate in the lair of leather and wood
On the sacred fire of Madrona, that burns forever
In a circle turquoise and serpentine
Cheeping the prayer of the transformation
Covered by Tuion clouds
Peeled, argued with a golden rune
You are waiting for a ship created from Owl feathers and moss
