MoonsKin

30/08/2006

We meet at night, we meet
In secret, hidden from the
World once were we.
In the shroud of darkness
We meet again.

Lord and Lady, Thelma and Agape

A group meets again in the cover
Of darkness once a month,
We dance, sing and laugh,
All in the name of them.

Under the pentacle, sword,
The wand and cup,
We are one,
We are the old ones
Stronger then before.