In darkness you paint us, but we will not hide
We're the light of the country in which you abide
we're fearless and strong, the protection of life
hidden in shadows, we conquer all strife
We come from the Old Ones, our lineage secure
We rise from the ashes, we always endure
It's time you remembered that we were here first
We healed your sick, yet sufferes your worst
From time immemorial we've woven our love
cunning folk, healers benandanti--there's more
We're black and we're white, we're brown, and we're yellow
We're women and children, and mighty fine fellows
We're Her hidden children, the angles of Light
our task is to teach and to help set things rights
We conjure and cast, and whisper and pray
so you can enjoy your freedom each day
We're long been your army, protecting your back
when you are in trouble, in secret we act
The Mother is watching--She hasn't missed much
She's gathered Her magick and given the touch
to Witches and Pagans and Druids and such
The times are a'changing and one thing is clear
the Lord and the Lady have now reappeared
Two pillars, three points, four quarters extend
five is the number of magickal blend
By moon and by sun, by earth and by stars
realize this day that the power is ours
Pagen pride
Live it, breathe it, be it
