Scent Of Styrax - Negator

I call Einodian Hecate, lovely dame

Of earthly, watery, and celestial frame

Sepulchral, in a saffron veil arrayed

Pleased with dark ghosts

That wander thro' the shade

Persian, unconquerable huntress

Hail!

The world’s key-bearer

Never doomed to fail

On the rough rock

To wander thy delights

Leader and nurse

Be present to our rites

Propitious grant our just desires success

Come to me!

O Hecate

Join me!

O Hecate

Weaver of lives!