Hekate
In the shadow of moonlight
My cape pulled up around
Me tight, standing at the crossroads
Under the tree of life, eyes like fire
In the night...
I call upon the spirit of HEKATE
As thunder rolls and lightning strikes
She rises up from out of the underworld
Like a phoenix out of the flames and
Whispers my secret name, speaking in
An ancient language I knew in a lifetime
Once a long, long time ago...
Oh HEKATE supreme and powerful
Goddess of all witches and the triple
Crossroads, Oh HEKATE supreme and
Powerful high priestess of water, wind
Earth and fire, immortal and ageless in
Her beauty with one looks in her dark
And enchanting eyes you feel yourself
Drowning in a sea of desire, seductively
She dances the dance of celestial intrigue
She says clear your mind and come and
Go with me, you have found favor with me
HEKATE, Oh HEKATE supreme and powerful
Queen mother of water, wind, earth and fire
From out of the Urns of Minos...
HEKATE goddess of the crossroads
Oh HEKATE guides me and protects me
Always...
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