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Witchmother

You are a Star that rises in the East You are a faithful and bountiful Feast You are Our Lady, the Moon for your crown You are the Queen of the Rose and the Mound

Bear forth your Cup, brimming with favor Now let us sup on the Wisdom from labor Bless us thrice with a prick from Her spindle Such is the Kiss of your Fire we Kindle

Your Brother is the lover of the Black-Veiled Hag You are the lover of the Dark King Stag Raise up your Sword, it pierces the Lake Lift up your children, the Mystery’s awake!

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