In the midnight winds that gather, where the shadows start to rise
We honor the forgotten, beneath the stormy skies
From the streams of ancient wisdom to the flames of passion's spark
We awaken hidden forces that illuminate the dark
Feel the pulse of the universe, the call beneath the stone
In the darkness and the light, we walk this path alone
In the mysteries unfolding, where the roots of magic grow
We are part of all creation, as above, so below
As above, so below, in the wild, we hear the call
In the whispers of the mountains, in the rise before the fall
With the earth beneath our fingers and the stars within our sight
We stand in awe of nature, wrapped in shadow and in light
Through the mist upon the waters and the ancient trees we pass
We are keepers of the secrets, in the cradle of the grass
From the moon's soft glow to the thunder's roar
We celebrate the magic that forever we adore
Feel the pulse of the universe, the call beneath the stone
In the darkness and the light, we walk this path alone
In the mysteries unfolding, where the roots of magic grow
We are part of all creation, as above, so below
As above, so below, in the wild, we hear the call
In the whispers of the mountains, in the rise before the fall
With the earth beneath our fingers and the stars within our sight
We stand in awe of nature, wrapped in shadow and in light
Dark Mother, hear our cry, beneath the moonlit sky
In your shadows, we are found, in your power, we are bound
Dark Mother, take our hand, lead us through the ancient land
In your wisdom, we will grow, as above and so below
As above, so below, in the wild, we hear the call
In the whispers of the mountains, in the rise before the fall
With the earth beneath our fingers and the stars within our sight
We stand in awe of nature, wrapped in shadow and in light
In the circle of the witches, with the Dark Mother's grace
We walk the path of mystery, in the magic of this place
As above, so below, we are keepers of the flame
In the power of the Goddess, we are reborn, untamed
In the circle of the witches, with the Dark Mother's grace
We walk the path of mystery, in the magic of this place
As above, so below, we are keepers of the flame
In the power of the Goddess, we are reborn, untamed