dusty corners of the room
come to greet me all too soon
I wonder will they ever free my name
Hecate is fillin up my vein
I wish that I could be insane
leaving thoughts of you along the way
count to 3 & see me cry
count to 9 I'll say good bye
I don't wanna cry Hecate
look at me with loving eyes
speak to me in lullaby
you can dry my eyes Hecate
on the streets of this town
try to picture what went down
freedom's always been part of the game
when you feel like you can drown
turn to night time & look around
for she has always been there Hecate
you can see her in the sky
count to 9 she'll dry your eyes
she's your friend & mine Hecate
any mood you wanna try
send it all up to the sky
she can set you free Hecate
you can sit by a tree try connecting
its energy to yours because
our flow is all the same
you can sit below the moon
she'll surround you, her magic room
light will fill your heart, sweep the dust away
she's the goddess of the moon
friendship with her you can loom
she can give you all Hecate
she is present in your dreams
giving sense of hope to keep
she can help you see Hecate
there if you believe Hecate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem