In the heart of the night, under moon's silver glow, I stand as a witch, where the wild winds blow. With power in my veins, both dark and light, I embrace the balance, the day and the night.
I honor my craft, the old ways I keep, With herbs and with spells, my secrets I weave. The earth speaks to me, the stars guide my path, I am one with the elements, in joy and in wrath.
For good and for bad, my power I own, I am neither just light, nor merely shadow's bone. In the dance of the cosmos, I find my place, A witch of the world, in time's endless race.
With each whispered incantation, with every rite, I honor the darkness, I cherish the light. For in balance, I find my truest might, A witch, I am, in the heart of the night.