The Horned One lives. the Oak king rises, Hail the Sun reborn.
Raising his fist above the slaughtered remnants of our defiled dreams,
known always by humanity and more, for he is the Dark God.
His name be Havoc, Mayhem. Plunder and Abomination.
Renown in ancient times before the mist his name was hidden.
Long he has risen each Yule Tide to rhythmic chants and drums
Come Cernunous, guide us through the sequestered gates.
Infuse us with the arcane knowledge only you can-bestow.
Dazzle us with your gentler nature DAHM the Stag,incarnate.
Come the Solstice soon approaches,winter's grip will soon hold us fast.
Great is the need of your people, harsh the realities of life.
Come as the fire burns still brighter, dancing now to frenzy turns
Passion rises as the flames reach upward farther still into the night.
Come with the mighty Morrigam, The Phantom Queen, Goddess bright.
Charm to use her softer nature, Emerald Queen, Mother Night.
Coax her from the Field of battle, Crone and Crow shape-shifter hide.
She who radiates earths energy aid us in our darkest night.
Hand by hand the circles fastened, soul by soul the spell is cast.
First light now is finally showing , rise the Son reborn at last
Gold trophy winner
Bronze trophy winner
Honorable mention
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