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Burn, inhale, then burn again.

I burn incense, I follow the hidden, I praise the ancients, I drum to the moon

Where are we now where is the sight why is our nature now so blind to our eyes

Why are we blind to the signs

Night is my shelter, I don’t fear the occult, through darkness now I see

Where are we now where is the sight why is our nature so blind to our eyes

Why are we blind to the signs of darkness

We are here now, we have the sight, we are no longer so blind to the signs. We are the signs.

Dark is the light, the shelter, woods are the womb of our rebirth through darkness

Through darkness I see I’m reborn I’m the Priestess.