Of The Wand The Moon: Megin Runar

Lucifer (2003) I find my flowers on paths astray Megin runar on paths well hid and torch lit So rise snakes of the golden secret gleam Thou phantoms of the midnight The darkness sway for my eyes like a moth a moth Mysteries subtle and secret to dim to touch So rise thou spirits of the midnight gleam In thy most secret cloaks and signs Touch the night with your invoking So raven black at heart To