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Darksome night and shining moon
Balance of the dark and light
Hearken ye our witch's rune
As we perform our sacred rite
By earth and water, air and fire
By blade and bowl and circle round
We come to you with our desire
Let all that is hidden now be found
With censor, candle, book and sword
And ringing of the altar bell
We tie a knot within our cord
To bind
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