Hecate Unveiled

Come infernal goddess Black Lady of the broad roadways And of deserted crossroads Enemy of the day Friend and lover of darkness Thou who dost rejoice When the bitches are howling And warm blood is spilled Thou who art walking amid the Phantoms And in the place of tombs Thou whose thirst is blood And vice is death Thou who dost strike Chill fear into mortal hearts Mistress of a thousand forms Great mother of the moon Who brings the storms Hecate, queen of the night We salute your light