Darksome night and shining moon,
East, then south, west then north,
Hearken to the witches’ rune.
Here come I to call the forth.
Earth and water, air and fire,
Wand and Pentacle and Sword
Work ye unto my desire.
Hearken ye unto my word.
Cords and Censer, Scourge and Knife,
Powers of the Witches Blade,
Waken all ye into life.
Come ye as the charm is made.
Queen of Heaven, Queen of Hell,
Horned Hunter of the Night,
Lend your power unto my spell.
Work my will by magic rite.
By all the power of land and sea,
By all the might of moon and sun,
As I do will, so mote it be.
Chant the spell and be it done.

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