Текст песни Maiden, Mother and Crone - Silver Bullet

Domina Hecate, infernus regina imperator omnipotents
Vos estis mors
Vos estis skelesti vos estis mere
Voe estis nafandi, vos estis sepulchri
Ego reginam cornibus astres amor Hecate chthonia

She who dwells in the royal halls
Rise, The Goddess of the underworld
Summoned, dark mother of the moon
Covens have gathered for the witches' rune

Three times around the circles cast
Great Ones spirits of the past

We invoke thee, great mistress of the life
By your mysteries of the day and night
She who appears in many forms
The Mother, The Maiden and The Crone

Three times around the circles cast
Great Ones spirits of the past

For earth dish of salt and stones
The book of shadows, placed at the front
A jar of soil, from the crossroads
For maiden, mother and crone

Mooncult
The Shadow that swallow the light
Mooncult
At witching hour of the night
Mooncult
We honour your great sacrifice
Mooncult
The Order of Lady of Lies

You are the Tracian goddess of the moon
The dark hours and the underworld
You are the crone, queen of the world of spirits and afterlife
You are the goddess of vengeance and averting evil
I'm your son, your priest

For earth dish of salt and stones
The book of shadows, placed at the front
A jar of soil, from the crossroads
For maiden, mother and crone

Mooncult
The Shadow that swallow the light
Mooncult
At witching hour of the night
Mooncult
We honour your great sacrifice
Mooncult
The Order of Lady of Lies