She wanders through the woods
In search of those forgotten
She resonates with the broken and the misunderstood
Followed close behind by a faithful dog
Snakes wrap around her neck
She fades into the fog
Honored by both the living and the dead
Hekate, oh Hekate
Your witchcraft, it amazes me
By your doubled torchlight
By the wisdom of your foresight
By the light of the moon
I will pay tribute.
