Enchantment - Kneading With Honey lyrics

O never a breath to hold me

Silent is the unstrung harps (in play)

The laying of wedding sheets down

Envy the masters of my passions

Shape me,

I am as wet as a widow's eye

A youth before my sight

Lays naked through this earth

So with nature's gentle bosoms forgot

Our age like winters bare

Sisters, brothers of heavenly touch

Flatter to passing fairs

Gather their scarlet ornaments

As passions likewise lent me

Put a curse upon our bones

And indeed beneath the shoulders

Crossing the running rivers

The oak tree stands withered these years

I am naked here to suckle from nature

And shade from males obscenity

I dance the sickles hour

O how like glorys calm me

Its kindness, reads my eyes

Hence these years

Yet us then rejoice hereafter

Notorious brides of scorn

Decorate them with awe

Bekiss the discord breed

And tend to its virginity

Feed the invert with decay

For its humour shines kindly