I offer mine and take her hand...
cast the circle and bless this land
As our spirits fight this awful war
we invoke the power of the directions four
From the east call the wind,
strength and courage to us send
From the south we call the fire
endurance please send that we never tire
From the west the water we call
wash away destruction makes us both stand tall
From the north we call the earths power,
we both shall reign while our enemies cower
This blessing we send with love of night
to aid us warriors who fight.
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