Cauldrens galore, licked by flames
Spices danced in the scent of the air
Through dirty prosecution and claims
Repelling its force with will so fair
A dancing maiden, stag, and horn
Circle bound by seasons bond
Through rich woods so humanly worn
Beasts to friends, becoming fond
While day was led by the sun
Night was cradled by the moon
Through them both life was one
Sacred eagle, bear, and loon
Nobody could deter their great rites
Or destroy their very matter of earth
Through all of conflicts and of fights
Came forth a new seed of new birth
The Witch knew the secrets to life
She knew the fabric of forces unseen
Healing ills, conflict, and strife
Cleansing natures flesh so green
Now their time is halted cold
Leaving warm hearts cooled to ice
Knowledge sealed within the old
Struck lost in time by church's vice
Yet their will lives on, clinging true
Building in beautiful nature's power
Green, Yellow, Red, and Blue
Every moment's the witching hour
