The firelight will change you
across the gulf of night,
It moves within your vision,
It casts a secret light.
By the time that it is morning,
you wont recall a thing
except a dream of dancing figures
twisting in a ring.
Awake from dusk to dawn again,
a sacrifice of rest,
give yourself to the ancient ones,
the darkness knows the best.
Dance and sing, an endless world of mystery.
Dance in a ring, shapeshifting your history.
