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The bitterness was born in a soul thrusting the |
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Atame sacrifice, the "Book Of Shadows" is opened, we're waiting for the full-moon's arrival - we're celebrating the thirteenth |
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Asbath. I lift my eyes, |
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I look at the moonrise, the |
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Goddess of the night takes my gifts. |
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You came to us through your immortality, attach us to the true craft. |
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Give us the power, give us the great understanding. |
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I draw the magic circle by my baton, and the skull of the deer on its top starts to light. |
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Oh Moon, the great mother! |
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Protectress of our destinies and secret intensions. |
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Fly up and light our deeds by your limpid light. |
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Thrust your sharp rays into the |
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Earth. We're absorbing the full-moon power - this is the thirteen |
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Asbath. Let the blood of the sacrificed flow into your heart. |
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The bowels in the priestess hands are filled with water - chaos that symbolizes the |
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Moon and rules by it. |
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Oh, Moon, the great mother, we're absorbing your power - this is the thirteen |
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Asbath. Naked our bodies we gash in the long-lasting dance, goung around the circle repeatedly against the moving of the sun. |
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The nature is singing and delighting - we're celebrating the thirteen |
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Asbath. Marble moon give us the power. |
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Our bodies are stewing and poison draught is ready. |
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Our circle is unbreakable, we're embraced by the only ecstasy. |
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The wine runs through our veins and our joy is gifted to darkness. |
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On the mountain tops, on the tops of the trees - everywhere you look is the |
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Great our |
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Mother - Moon. |
