Volven

Facing the storm by the shore

In sacred colours her foremothers wore

Calling to the sea the Vardlokkur

In ancient tongue that none can understand but her

Volva's call

Volva bring their messages to me

The seed that you will pass on to me

I hear the voices from within

Old wise one I am bare, I am prepared,

I'm ready to step inside

The circle's closing we hear the chants

Magic rhythms seducing us to dance

Eyes are closing, what will they see?

Lost in the search of ancient dreams and ages yet to come

The heat is rising, seething wild

Bodies trembling as the earth underneath

And when I'm falling into the depths of life

Drowning hearts in ecstasy, screaming for the dawn

When our souls were young