Hekate Hekate Hekate.
Noble Queen, Starry Princess,
Dancing on the sea in saffron
dress,
Serpents entwine your limbs
divine,
Thrice formed maiden,
Intoxicating as wine,
Let the golden Moon shine
Its light on your hair,
Never is there a sight so fair
As Lady Hekate,
Whose followers race
Through the night
With torches bright
And gleaming teeth
to throw themselves
At the feet
Of the Queen so sweet,
And they dance to the
Beat of the drums of
Death,
They never have fear,
Laughing with breath
To sing Your praise,
And You look upon us
with A loving gaze,
Leading all through
This eternal maze.