We who tread through endless night
and know the secrets of the earth,
we who bear the spirit light
and hold the threads of death and birth.

We who’ve touched the untold planes
and sang the songs of gods undone,
we who’ve mastered wind and rain
and forged great power from the sun.

We who conjure back from bleak
ancient hymns both blessed and tragic,
we who never cease to seek —
we who practice and preach magic.