Invokation to the God
by Blayze

Beloved is the hunter who rules the wood
The wood is a land without end
Without end is the bounty of tree and stag
Majestic is thy realm
Thy realm entwines the secret glade as the vine reaches to the skies
The skies are warmed by thy radiant face 
Thy power undimmed by the velvet cloak of night

By the last light of the sun
We call to thee O Horned one of forest and glade
We call to thee from crowned hills and sacred vales 
Lord of the Hunt, Protector of Game 
Warrior, King and lover of the Queen of night
We call to thee 
Shining one, Radiant one
We invoke thee!