كلمات Choir Of Immortal Queens

Trapped in this wood full of fog Raven leads me away Arriving at the abandoned place, An altar, wonderful ornaments Flowers of all colours and beauties In centre the statue of a black goat A number of women Counting three times four, twelve Holding all at their hands, nude, one with nature Dancing round the altar, whilst they sing: Eko eko asarak Eko eko somelak Eko eko gananas Eko eko arada I feel as the power Floats through their bodies Raven tells me: Witchcraft - black, white - to be immortal!