The Maiden is rising
The old ways reviving
In the light of Her dancing
The Wiccans are chanting
Princess of night
Her hair pure moonlight
Bonfires burning
The Goddess returning
Hope.

The Mother is singing
A new season bringing
Queen of the night
Carrying promises bright
Ritual drums sound
Wiccans dance round
New life She's giving
Her faith is still living
Endurance.

The Crone She is weaving
Wiccans are grieving
Spirits set free
In Her hands eternally
New cycles begin
Faith endures within
The old season breaking
Old lives She's taking
Fate.

My spirit is waking
A new dawn is breaking
Hope grows within me
And sets my heart free
Raising awareness
From Their soft caress
The old ways endure
As bright as before
Faith.