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Long ago - in the of timberlands
and wolves united - with our invoking orbit
In order to blister - the green summer
We heard commands - from our master:

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

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

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

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

The season or solstice is complete when the of
Wolves lie vanishing hill's way.
We shall lure thy lost flock from shadows day.

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