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School Of Equinox ( Pagan / Wieckaan Version )
For Us There Is No Hallow's Eve
Yet A Samhain Pronounced Sowen
This All Know Who Are Of Our Kind
Unless One Chose To Be A Cowan
And As A Spell Is Not A Spell If One
Can Not Spell Correctly Or Stir A Cauldron
One With Other Energy Collectively ,
All Irregardless Of Our Cone Of Power
Pulled And Raised From Earth In The Hour
When Most Humans Sleep Or Hide And Cower
While We Circle And Then Charge Four Towers
Or At The Crossroads Merry Meet , Merry Part
With Altered Minds And Our Joyful Hearts
And Honor Our Ancient Ancestral Past
From The First Of The Witches To The Last
And The Thinning Of The Veil And World Walls
Answer To Our Intent Web Bent And Our Calls
And In Sacred Space Our Thoughts Elemental
May Be Quite Loving Or Not Quite So Gentle
Yet A Samhain Pronounced Sowen
This All Know Who Are Of Our Kind
Unless One Chose To Be A Cowan
And As A Spell Is Not A Spell If One
Can Not Spell Correctly Or Stir A Cauldron
One With Other Energy Collectively ,
All Irregardless Of Our Cone Of Power
Pulled And Raised From Earth In The Hour
When Most Humans Sleep Or Hide And Cower
While We Circle And Then Charge Four Towers
Or At The Crossroads Merry Meet , Merry Part
With Altered Minds And Our Joyful Hearts
And Honor Our Ancient Ancestral Past
From The First Of The Witches To The Last
And The Thinning Of The Veil And World Walls
Answer To Our Intent Web Bent And Our Calls
And In Sacred Space Our Thoughts Elemental
May Be Quite Loving Or Not Quite So Gentle
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