Text: The Cult. Ceremony. White.

:
White
Shining
Shining brightly
Pure crystal snow
White
Oh virgin
Shining brightly

Snow is crystal the fire is cold
I sit back watch the sun turn gold
In the morning love is healing
Warm the frost deep in my bones

The hunter sits on a pure white stallion
A hawk in flight bow in his hand
A deer approaches at the end of the forest
The arrow flies blood on the snow

Snow is crystal
Love is pure
I look out see a hawk in flight
The forest awaits me
I reel back watch the sun turn to gold
Earth in the mother
Said white
Sure crystal clear virgin white
Wilderness lost to us
Wilderness we reach out
Wilderness we must embrace you once more

Shining brightly snow is pure

When the barbarians approach on the frontiers
Of a civilization it is a sign of crisis in
That civilization when the barbarians come
Not with weapons of war but songs and
Icons of peace it is a sign of crisis is one
Of a spiritual nature that a spiritual nature
We have forgotten our spiritual nature
'Cause we are wrapped up in too much shit
All day all night

White
Kiss the earth I said mother said white
Earth motherfucker said white
White white
Shining shining bright
Shining shining brightly earth mother
Pure cool crystal virgin
White
Natural earth mother white
The snow virgin crystal white

City draggin' me down that's grey
Life is grey
Got to get the rhythm
Don't tell me what I'm feelin'
White white funky white


(Thanks to Susana for these lyrics)