Sunset
Moonrise

And see how
The land
Is bathed
In silver hue

You feel
So lonely [bad word] with me
And let me show
There are others
Just like you

Who feel the powers
Of Earth, Sea and Sky
Of Dragon and Faerie
And Shades of the night

Hear the call of our ancestors
Of blood and bone
Of womb and tomb
And standing stone

Lady stir your
Cauldron well
Chant your words
And sing your spell

Deep within
This darkened hall
Hear the Goddess
Ceridwen call

See a man
Alone

On a hill
His arms
Raised high
To the Moon

Chanting words
charm, a spell
Of power
[bad word] 
He calls to the powers
Of Earth, Sea and Sky
Of Dragon and Faerie
And Shades of the night

He calls to his ancestors
Of blood and bone
Of womb and tomb
And standing stone

Lady stir your
Cauldron well
Chant your words
And sing your spell

Deep within
This darkened hall
Hear the Goddess
Ceridwen call [bad word] and taste
Of the cauldron's brew
And magic
She will give to you

You will dance
In the eye of the storm
You're Ceridwen's children
The cauldron born

charm
Of silver

The gypsy said
When he
Was just
Seventeen

Your future
I'll tell you
Every thread
And turn

If there
To be seen

She took his hands
Tracing the lines,
Searching for patterns
And looking for signs

Your life a [bad word] One day you will see
Through the illusion
And into the dream

Lady stir your
Cauldron well
Chant your words
And sing your spell

Deep within
This darkened hall
Hear the Goddess
Ceridwen call [bad word] and taste
Of the cauldron's brew
And magic
She will give to you

You will dance
In the eye of the storm
You're Ceridwen's children
The cauldron born

So we stand
On this hill

Our shadows
Are cast
By the Moon

Chanting words
Our charm
Our spell of power
Our [bad word] 
We call to the powers
Of Earth, Sea and Sky
Of Dragon and Faerie
And Shades of the night

We calls to our ancestors
Of blood and bone
Of womb and tomb
And standing stone

Lady stir your
Cauldron well
Chant your words
And sing your spell

Deep within
This darkened hall
Hear the Goddess
Ceridwen call [bad word] and taste
Of the cauldron's brew
And magic
She will give to you

You will dance
In the eye of the storm
You're Ceridwen's children
The cauldron born

Lady stir your
Cauldron well
Chant your words
And sing your spell

Deep within
This darkened hall
Hear the Goddess
Ceridwen call [bad word] and taste
Of the cauldron's brew
And magic
She will give to you

You will dance
In the eye of the storm
You're Ceridwen's children
The cauldron born

Your the cauldron born
Cauldron born

We're the cauldron born
Cauldron born

We're the cauldron born