Keep the cauldron full my son
Fling the shadows wide
Cast your spell and curse the foe
And bring him down to die.

Keep the cauldron full my son
Don’t let the moonlight blind
Your eyes and ears must falsehood pierce
And there, the foe you’ll find

Keep the cauldron full my son
In service to the Wyrd
Hold close the web and slow your tread
Until you see the bird

Keep the cauldron full my son
And naught forget your place
Your life and soul have no goal
Save cold Night’s sweet embrace

Keep the cauldron full my son
For mighty Crow keeps watch
He knows your heart, sees ev’ry thought
His cruelty you cannot dodge

Keep the cauldron full my son
And keep your keen blade sharp
Your cut must bite the very bone
And sever souls apart