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Invoking I call upon thee

Bringer of divine.

Of fruitfulness by seed and root,

By bud and stem of vine.

Descend upon the new high priestess

Servant of the dawn.

From Alma Theon Horn pour forth

Thy store of love I long.

Drawing Down the moon, cast the sun’s rebirth to call.

Spell of love cast upon Death

By beauty few have known.

Was such death fell before her feet

To kiss them from below.

Mysteries were soon revealed,

Majik spells were shown.

A cheating of one’s death by beauty

Only of her own.

Drawing down the moon cast the suns rebirth to call

So low I bend before whom I

Adore unto the end.

In loving sacrifice thy shrine

Adorned with love I send.

Thy foot unto my lip my prayers

Uprising from the throne.

Incense ascends in love to whom

Without I am forlorn

Drawing down the moon cast the suns rebirth to call

Drawing down the moon cast the suns rebirth to call