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On this night of May,
to Tree and Stars I heft the Horn,
and by the light of Lilith's Lamp
I pour its contents red upon the Earth.
To Moon and Stars, to Tree and Land,
To Cunning Fire, to invisible breath of Spirit,
To Fate's dark Waters;
All praise to the Old Ones
And He of the Horns!
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Date: May. 5th, 2004 08:57 am (UTC)From: