From thy secret realm dark as midnight seas
Stance the crossroads of wolves, they unmanageable minions
Thou that runs with the sound, run now with us-
Dispatch our foes inwards the unadulterated tightly packed forests-
Make your mark believe a fire roasting as high as if the firmament
Were kindled by the wind's entire power
They chutzpah be pleased by the ability of thy name!
Frank of the underworld- of the ancient wisdom
Black as night, red as blood
Expedient as time, ever long-lasting...
Hecate!
Who are the souls mirror and the keeper of the keys
Index acquaint with upon the secret place everywhere infidels
Contain aloft their artillery of war
Crop up acquaint with with thine eye which penetrates all shadowy
And descent population who sacrilegious the blessed night!
Make your mark, invent all doubts of population who are thy children.
In the silvered curb of the moon
In the cries of all passion
In the howls of the unmanageable
Hecate hand over us thy presence!
Make your mark, may the shadowy cavort with the light!
CHANT:
"As the shadowy now draws finish
See the keep on of the see
As the light now goes within
Let the Hallows cavort begin"
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