Sworn into the fold
Bound by a solemn oath
Fealty to her name
Born to preserve the flame
Of egality, the will of a man
To serve and obey his anointed queen
And under her reign, the wing of an owl
We are stronger
Under the wing of the owl
We were taught her ways
To fly in the darkest night
And find a way back home
The fall of summer days
The rise of a lunar phase
Appears in her human guise
Hope from a darkened sky
And serenity, watching us all
From her circle of standing stones
And under her reign, the wing of an owl
We are stronger
Under the wing of the owl
We were taught her ways
To fly in the darkest night
And find a way back home
Before the gaze of the owl
She was raised to be
A hallowed guardian
Mother of all men
The standing stone circle
Now hidden from view
Swatched in the bracken
Til the winter moon
The barren land empowers us
While natures lies still
Season of grace, of her winter spell
Under the wing of the owl
We were taught her ways
To fly in the darkest night
And find a way back home
Before the gaze of the owl
She was raised to be
A hallowed guardian
Mother of all men