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