Seed and root, bud and stem
Spear to cauldron, lance to grail
Death and resurrection, surrender to love
Good evening children, without horns or fur I rise tonight
Our golden father sleeps in the West
and the moon hangs heavy with seed
In the forest deep, the odor of musk
rides the warm summer breeze
The fecund fields give birth to green
and the peach is swollen with sweet nectar
Here I am
And I've come for you tonight
I possess this man so I may find you
I am the mirror
I'm the flame that burns inside you
Look into these eyes
Do you see something you recognize?
Look deep into these eyes
Without beginning, without end,
You deepest secrets lie within
There is only one woman, but with many faces
The tree of life finds seed in every man
On summer's eve I'll ask you to dance with me again
After the autumn feast I'll invite you to
sacrifice yourself at my hands
Close your eyes, I'll pierce your soft flesh
and slice your middle through
Blood will flow and your mother's tears with
spill on the fallen body of her innocent child
Girl you must die
And I've come to take your life
Your corpse is my possession
but from dust a woman will arise
I call to the virgin within you
I call out to the whore
My soul needs yours let my desire awaken
you from your child's sleep
I evoke the goddess, your beauty, feel your power,
can you recognize yourself?
Because life is calling and I've been waiting since time began
My eternal bride
Mystery of the waters, desire in the hearts of man
You are the alter that awakens life
He has died for love of earth
Kiss of lips, harvest of womb
Bewildered mind but heart adores
Love crystallizes into blood
Communion of polarities
His wounds to heal
1996 - Caeser Pink
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Pagan wiccan poem by Caeser Pink titled Oak King Blues. Written in New York City in 1996. Influenced by Deep Purple,
Black Sabbath and other classic rock bands. Performed by classic rock band The Imperial orgy.