Menantol

There is a white moon above us
Shining on the dark side of the hill
We come in search of stones
That can heal us
The way they did a thousand years ago

Samonios, dumannios, riuros,
Anagantios, ogronios, cutios

And the futuristic rain falls down
To its reunion with the ancient ground
We raise our hands up in the dark
And invoke the power of the maker

Hole in the stone - Men-An-Tol
Round we go - Men-An-Tol
Make me whole - Men-An-Tol
Fill my soul - Men-An-Tol
I call upon the mysteries of life
The cup of hope - the red wine of truth
And open up myself to her
Eternal force of nature

Upon the green earth we lay down
The mother soil is soft against the skin
And energies of old and modern ways
Move inside the empty space within.

Samonios, dumannios, riuros,
Anagantios, ogronios, cutios

And then we touch her vital spark
The primal flame the present day conceals
In roots and in the elements
She is alpha and omega

Hole in the stone - Men-An-Tol
Round we go - Men-An-Tol
Make me whole - Men-An-Tol
Fill my soul - Men-An-Tol
I call upon the mysteries of life
The cup of hope - the red wine of truth
And open up myself to her
Eternal force of nature

Oak, hazel, holly, apple, ash, yew and fir
Alder, willow, elm, quicken, hawthorn, aspen, birch

Hole in the stone - Men-An-Tol
Round we go - Men-An-Tol
Make me whole - Men-An-Tol
Fill my soul - Men-An-Tol
I call upon the mysteries of life
The cup of hope - the red wine of truth
And open up myself to her
Eternal force of nature