Pulse Of The Earth

Calling me, it's innocence

Drums are pounding underground

Carved in the woods by lightning

Branches show the hidden path

"By fertile earth and whirling air,

by rushing fire and water fair,

by spirit joined and held fast,

this sacred circle now is cast"

Join us, the bell for us tolls

To attend this great moment

The cleansing of dirt

Release this essence of yourself

Be alert for this great sound

The pulse of this earth

When the nighttime birds singing

Through this dawn

Beholding the sun

And the larvaes keep changing

Winter's mourn

The start of it all

Join us, the bell for us tolls

To attend this great moment

The cleansing of dirt

Release this essence of yourself

Be alert for this great sound

The pulse of this earth