Thanks
by Me
sweeping me away in the updraft
Cirlces of joy and spiraling perfume
What evil could such a good omen portend?
What stealth can lay behind such destruction?
Ah but who cares? Let it be! Let it be!
Burn in the fires of my desire!
Craving and lust I summon you here,
your time is now at hand.
Thanks be to the goddess of the infinite
thanks be to the sacred fountain
and burning star.
Hail to the sisters of all;
Peace for the hearts of men.
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