Midnight, darkness, fog, dawn,
thresholds between the seasons,
the time of the dark moon,
crossroads, cemetries, clearings in the woood,
all of these are thresholds between worlds
and times out off time…
We roam threw the night,
hearing the call of the Dark Mother,
in nights like this one, we follow this call.
On times between the the time, embraced by
the dark mantle of our Goddess, embraced by
her protective veil.
embraced by her love and power.
She is our nightly mistress,
the witches queen, weaver and spinner of all change
mother and grave of all beings,
dark and mysterious, beautiful and sometimes
With her horde she is flying threw the night,
together with the spirits, the dead, the unborn and with us,
Norcturnia is calling us, is drawing us to her,
filling and quickening our souls with her spirit.
In trance and ecstasy we follow her,
leaving our bodys, flying into the air.
Some of us in the shape of animals, some riding on
brooms and stangs and some naked in free flight.
We are flying threw the night, the horde of the Goddess,
we are blessing and cursing in her name.
We also hear the call of the Horned Master,
the beat of his cloven hooves, thunder, the screams and
the roar of wild animals,
the heartbeat of nature, the call of the sabbath,
the light between his horns is lightning our way,
the way to him, into his realm,
through dance, sex, ecstasy, music,
we come to him. Because he is the lord of passion,
the lord of joy, the lord of the sabbath, lord of
all that is wild and free.
His light is filling us out, liberating us, blessing us
and when he arrives at the sabbath,
halve man- halve goat,
crowned with leaves and twigs,
dancing or throned, whe honor him.
Sabazios- and he honors us.
To them we dedicate our rites,
from them we get our power,
through them we learn sorcery,
through them we can go through the
thresholds, crossing the hedge and through
them we get our Familiar Spirits.
In the shapes of cats, toads, owls and other
creatures of the night, or in strange appearance,
these spirits will protect us, guide and help us and
they are messengers for Nocturnia and Sabazios.
In their names we dance and sing,
we do bless, heal and curse,
in their names we meet in times out off time, on places
that are no places.
To them we dedicate our work