Bring Me to the Gates

Bring me to the gates
Of the portals of the worlds
As the clouds roll by
And the veil unfurls.

I long to feel
The immanent touch
The moving within
The incessant rush.

Bring me to the gates
The portal, the threshold
To step between the worlds
And touch the unknowable

Bring me to the gates
Where I can walk beyond the line
That divides this reality
Between your world and mine

Power flows and power grows
But I need a sense of real
I need to grasp and hold the flow
To break the vial and feel

Hold me up or hold me down
I don’t care which way is which
I need to feel the power flow
Because I am the Witch

The blood of ancients flows through my veins
And I need to know their presence
To grasp and bend and sense the flow
To feel and touch their essence

Bring me to the gates
Of the portals of the worlds
As the clouds roll by
And the veil unfurls.

Bring me to the gates
The portal, the threshold
To step between the worlds
And touch the unknowable

Power flows and power grows
But I need a sense of real
I need to grasp and hold the flow
To break the vial and feel

The blood of ancients flows through my veins
And I need to know their presence
To grasp and bend and sense the flow
To feel and touch their essence

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