Birth of the seven Lyrics

Between night and day we stand
Weaving the flowers from Freyja's garden
With threads of ecstatic gold
Appolia Accriona
We weave and we birth
We birth and we weave
In eternal copulation
This is how we gather garlands of golden serpents
Birthing and weaving
Weaving and birthing

Appolia Accriona
Seven are the sorrows
Seven are the joys
Seven are the jewels
Seven are the stars
Seven are the swords
Seven are the nectars
To birth! To birth!