Did you ever see the goat inside the circle of the star?
Did you ever see its eyes and writings on the points of five?
The horned one unholy one the darkening in his bitter heart.
Did you ever see the blood inside the circle of the star?
To seek the spirit of the horned one, unholy one and learned one,
I wear the star for all to see the spirit of the horned one.
I fear no curse I fear no hells of holy ghosts in wishing wells,
Burn the candles in the sky to seek the star the points of five.
The burning of the chosen ones the midwives and the witches sons,
The casting out of learned ones that do not fear the horned ones.
Did you ever see the goat inside the circle of the star?
Did you ever see its eyes and writings on the points of five?
I wear the star for all who seek the spirit of the horned one,
Burn the candles in the sky and seek the star, the points of five.