Saint Hubert’s Key

When moon glows and wolves do howl
When night is deep and bloodthirst prowls
Sit still my child do not have fear
Clutch thy cross, bring Saint Hubert near
When forest echoes a baleful sound
When beasts wail, in fear you drown
Upon your heart clasp Wolfsbane tight
Pray unto sacred candlelight
When leaves rustle behind your back
Panting breath, pack of the black
Cast ground silver upon threshold
Do as the Noble Hunter once told
Should the curse fall upon your flesh
A small pain my child, fear not death
To the flame take Saint Hubert’s key
Marked forever, a new decree
Take up the arrow of cursed one’s bane
Take up the torch in God’s name
Balm of silver ground and wolfsbane bound
Blessed arrow, the wolf to be found

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