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In the cool of the evening, they used to gather
'Neath stars in the meadow circling an old oak tree
At times appointed, by the seasons
Of the Earth and the phases of the Moon

In the center stood a woman equal with the others
And respected for her worth, one of the many we called Witches
The healers and the teachers of the wisdom of the Earth

And the people grew through the knowledge she gave them
Herbs to heal their bodies, spells to make their spirits whole
Cant you hear them chanting, healing incantations
Calling forth the wise ones, celebrating in dance and song

Chorus
Isis, Astarte, Diana, Hecate, Demeter, Kali, Inanna

There were those who came to power through domination
And they bonded in the worship of a dead man on a cross
They sought control of the common people
By demanding allegiance to the Church of Rome

And the Pope declared an inquisition
It was a war against women whose power they feared
In this holocaust against the nature people
Nine million European women died

And the tale is told of those who by the hundreds
Holding together chose their deaths in the sea
While chanting the praises of the mother Goddess
A refusal of betrayal, women were dying to be free

(Chorus)

Now the Earth is a witch and the men still burn her
Stripping her down with mining and the poisons of their wars
Still to us the Earth is a healer, a teacher a mother
A weaver of a web of light that keeps us all alive
She gives us the vision to see through the chaos
She gives us the courage it is our will to survive

(Chorus 3X)