Of Fire, Wind & Wisdom - Eluveitie

…the endless knot … the holy grove…

…the threshold … the place beyond…

…I enter, like a newborn child…

Embracing the eternal

Like a consuming fire

The knowledge grows

When it’s cleft

Though still patchworked

Yet flooding

The creating touch

Washing away the vile

Embracing the ancient

While trees gently whisper

Those intimate

Longed-for words

The greet wheel

Is still revolving

With untouchable sovereignty

So invulnerable

Into the sacred grove I drown

The endless knot

Draws me into

The fire of hearts, the place beyond

Then I’ll be born

Then I’ll be renewed

…naked spirit … bare…

Spirit