Hecate, Cerridwen
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Hecate, Cerridwen
Dark Mother take us in
Hecate, Cerridwen
Let us be reborn
In Honor of Most Lovely One, Goddess Hecate
Quiet is the night
Dark is the Moon
I ask Hecate, the Crone
To take Her throne.
Sleep, sister, sleep
Be not alarmed,
For the Great Goddess
Keeps you from harm.
Quiet is the night
Dark is the Moon
I ask Hecate, the Crone
To take Her throne.
Sleep, brother sleep,
Be not alarmed,
For the Great Goddess
Holds you in her arms.
Quiet is the night
Dark is the Moon.
We honor Hecate the Crone
Who has taken Her throne.
| The Blood of the Ancients | |
| Charlie Murphy | |
| It's the blood of the Ancients That runs in our veins And the forms pass But the circle of life remains  | |
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