Emanating afar from the concealed moon Liminal crossroads take form Cease the hands at the three of morn Come forth oh queen of the underworld Radiating black light reflects upon her scales The piercing fangs honed as her athame O Lykaina; Chthonia unveiled The queen of the crossroads prevails Submerged beneath from the concealed depths Surfaced memories take form The black hounds gaze at the three of morn Gaze interlocking with the underworld Billowing spirals of myrrh open the lunar gates Vibrations and ascent to the intermedial planes From beyond the silver star The source of the three roads unveils Lykaina Enodia Hellhounds guard the temple's night And I've been called by the raven's flight O Nyktia - she of the night I reach to your emerald eyes O Lykaina Enodia I trek towards your hidden throne To your source, beyond Thaumiel's moon