magick

The wind is rushing
The rain is pouring
And the lightning is crashing down

Chant these words
And ring the bell
We speak with Magick
We weave our spell

By dragon's blood and essence of lilac
Our candles flame
Raises our desires

With a circle marked upon the ground
Our skyclad bodies
Moving round
We chant
We sing
We celebrate

And with our Goddess' love
We create our fate