Ole light of heavenly mine
For furry once raged by fire, beautiful
Belonging, so lovely comes to boil
Smothering fires of eternal flames
Die now, Least Ye slip into the, wasting water
Far from the living blinds thy name
Come hither where all are magic, gather
Blessed be, a greeting for them all, the same
In words enchanted, Nearly ever spoken
The damned have gathered before the blazing gates
From Earth, Air, Fire, and Spirit
Water they carry shall nae be Hell their fate
Nature's love shall gift her merry mark
Blessing each her own with a given name
Though today all must face the ever darkest
The beauty Satan Loves; Must pass without a stay
Hell say, 'never for light, a passage'
Goodness knows their love shall never fade
In death a witch may freely travel
Forever blessed, shall never change
(01/24/2022)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem