Stag King!
Lord of the grove
God of the good green Earth
Beneath my feet
Hear my call
And answer me
With heart in hand
And soul on sleeve
I call to thee
Cernnunos!
Come to me!
Come to me!
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Join me here in this place
This sacred space
By well and rock
In green grove
Of cedar and larch
Aspen and rowan
Elder and rose
Oh great god
I call to thee
Cernnunos!
Come to me!
Come to me!
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I hear the rustling of the leaves
The chorus of bird song
The wind picks ups
And then dies again
I feel it in the Land
Rushing towards me
Sending shockwaves through my bones
The wild god!
He comes!
He comes!
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With cloven foot he comes to me
The whole world shivers
With each sacred foot step
I tremble with terror and desire
Nipples harden and strain
Against the soft fabric of my dress
The lover!
He comes!
He comes!
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The air is filled with a kind of thunder
I shake and shiver in anticipation
Quaking like the leaves on the trees
That surround me
Crowned seven times
With seven tines
He towers over me
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