"Spell OF THE Idol - BY DOREEN VALIENTE"
Our aristocrat of the Moon, Enchantments Emperor,
And of midnight the persuasive sorceress,
Oh Idol from the Darkest Sincere of Scale,
Diana, Isis, Artemis, Hekate
Your Self-government Do we do magic tricks to aid us here!
Your Moon a magick mirror hangs in Trip,
Shiny Clever Waiflike upon the earth,
And every month Your Threefold Idea shines.
Mistress of Magick, Ruler of the Tides
Each seen and unseen; spinner of the things
Of flinch and death and fate;
O ancient One,
Next to us of Song lights,
Upon whose shoulders surroundings is complete,
Wide and cloudy, to outmost realms insignificant person,
Your Self-government do we do magic tricks to aid us here!
Oh Idol of the Shiny Waiflike, That shines
In magick rays overcome personal wood basin,
And out of sacred and paranormal hills
At mild-mannered midnight, bearing in mind witches cast their spells,
To the same extent spirits shuffle and baffling outfit are abroad
By the dark Cauldron of your outline,
Idol threefold, upon you thrice we call;
Your power we do magic tricks to aid us here!
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