Ritual

We dance the sabbat dance
around the ring of fire
step'd lightly through the grass
to set our hearts afire

we dance. through the this pagan night
we dance, weave this golden dream
once again
we dance

the moon shines brightly down
between these willow trees
grasp'd hands are held up high
we weave through night till dawn
ch-

through sweetened cedar trees we call
we call upon the gods
chalice held to harkened lips
we call to you for truth

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end.