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Long ago - in the shade of
Horses and wolves united - with our orbit
In to blister - the green summer plains
We heard - from our benighted master:

"Reap from the sky
...and become to thy eye!"
"I beseech thee; I me"
"O circle of storms, my is cracked!"

We stand to cultivate
And smoke from the meadow
A of an athame
(The widdershin), the deep portals

Long ago - in the of timberlands
Horses and wolves united - our invoking orbit
In order to blister - the green plains
We heard commands - from our benighted

"Ye of the watchtowers below all clouds;
we thank you for the Rite of Hagiel.
Bygone and beyond, we must and without ease, be explused.

The season or solstice is when the shepherd of
lie upon vanishing hill's way.
We shall lure thy flock from shadows onto day.

Aloneness is our space of sleep and sight;
therefore, burn before the lift of the twilight"