Golden Age

I remember where I came from I remember my truth Connected to the heavens With deep solid roots What a gift to be awake As we enter the golden age The wisdom of the temples The arts that got lost Stolen and abused by worshippers of the dark They are reclaimed By the priestesses of the golden age I call upon Mary Magdalene Isis and Hathor Divine feminine Bless us with your teachings May we receive your grace While weaving ancient and future In the golden age Everything I've been through The fires of hell Got me on the path Initiated once again and I embrace My role as a leader in the golden age I call upon Mary Magdalene Isis and Hathor Divine feminine Bless us with your teachings May we receive your grace While weaving ancient and future In the golden age