It's getting close to midnight

The ritual shall begin

Raise all the burning torches

To the queen of the moon

Hecate, whose name is howled at night

At the crossroads

Where three roads meet

Let her take you down to the underworld

Hear as I invoke the name

Of the wise old crone

Who knows curses and death

And does not fear them, no!

Mother of darkness reveal me

The secrets of your shrine tonight!

It's getting close to midnight

The ritual shall begin

Raise all the burning torches

To the queen of the moon

Three faces, one goddess

Dancing with dead souls by the light of the stars

Dance with me beyond the Styk,

Where the crossroad is placed

Where Persephone is enthroned

Dance with me

Hecate

"Bright goddess who walks in darkness,

To you is sacred the snake which casts off its skin

To live again,

The black dog howling at the ever changing Moon

And the eternal yew,

Which brings both life and death.

Hecate, shine upon us!"

Only your touch of wisdom

Can light the souls on their path

While walking through

The Kingdom of the Shades

She who holds the knife that cuts

The thread from life and death I pray!

It's getting close to midnight

The ritual shall begin

Raise all the burning torches

To the queen of the moon

Three faces, one goddess

Dancing with dead souls by the light of the stars

"Triple one,

I entreat your presence

At these sacred rites,

Hear my call,

Descend from your throne

And release the songs

Of thy granite stones"