By all the Power of Three Times Three…

By all the Power of Three times Three...

 

 

Ancient Ones of Earth and Sea,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.
To night-wind music, blowing free,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


The hooting owl, within the tree,
The cat by night runs silently,
To the toad who dwells so secretly,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.

 

 

 

 

To Moon that draws the air and sea,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.
To the Lord beneath the greenwood tree,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


By witches' power and will so free,
By staff and cauldron and powers that be,
We will the thing our minds do see,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.

 

 

 

 

The Spell is flowing like the sea,
The Spell is growing like the tree,
Like flame that burns and blazes free,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


We chant the Spell, and it will be,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


We chant the Spell, and it will be,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


We chant the Spell, and it will be,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.


We chant the Spell, and it will be,
We chant the Spell, and it will be.

 

 

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