Cycle of death and cycle of life
One is seed and the other is scythe
As one grows the other dies
The Circle of Life makes us wise
By air, fire, water and earth
Cauldron of death, bring us to rebirth
Into the flames our tokens keep
Our goals unspoken but held in deep
Our faults and weaknesses now we banishe
Our harmful traits will vanish
Burn away, burn away
The magick power we shall raise
Ancient ways and Gods we praise;
Into the future we now gaze.
