Deep in the woods lost in the gloom. I start to hear a wondrous tune. The earth rumbles with the thundering drums. The night is banished as the logs burn. Spinning and spiraling up to the sky. Fierce and wild. With smiling faces and glittering eyes. I see them singing and circling the fire. Dance sweet child and don't be afraid. Remain and be one with the land. Dance sweet child and don't be afraid. This is a place of the gods. As I sift through the ashes. I fail to see what lies beyond the door. We're lost in the mist of knowledge. Forgotten and deserted. Round the gleaming flames I'll wait. Round the gleaming flames I'll face you. Dance sweet child and don't be afraid. Remain and be one with the land. Dance sweet child and don't be afraid. This is a place of the gods