Eclipse

For B problem is we thought we had time You were supposed to initiate me into priestesshood Put these lashes on my back Bring me to my knees Let me prove my dedication I call her name Once for her glory Three times for her presence Hecate Hecate Hecate Meet me under the moon With my back bloody A knife in my hair Goddess of night Goddess of light Your hive will carry you into the unknown Dress your candle in honey The bees will reap what you've sown Will I initiate you into the afterlife first? Bury you with your alter Sing the helms of our goddess to guide you onto your feet again We will not crawl on our bellies We will walk hang in hand Astral realm ascend I will walk you to your thrown Watch you become whole with the goddess I will gift her garlic and lavender for your safe journey I Will carry the torch Savior key in hand Leave me a strand of your long blonde hair So I may summon your spirit After I go back to being stuck In my walking vessel Goddess of night Goddess of light Your hive will carry you into the unknown Dress your candle in honey The bees will reap what you've sown Transform your body Transmute your suffering A purple rope in hand He doesn't have to know where you land They told me 33 is a special age A deal soaked in blood A contract for your naive soul Goddess of night Goddess of light Your hive will carry you into the unknown Dress your candle in honey The bees will reap what you've sown ------ note: My sister Ria wrote the poem for the High Priestess, B. Of course, my dear friend KK added her beautiful voice. I hope you liked it or at least like some parts, B. I think that's all we can hope for.