The Hermit stands alone in the dark
A symbol of introspection, a guiding spark
He holds the lantern of wisdom and truth
A guide to those who seek their youth

But even he must listen to the red bird
A messenger of change, a voice unheard
And Hecate, the goddess of the crossroads
Shows us paths yet to be told

So let us heed all three, side by side
The Hermit's insight and the red bird's pride
And Hecate's guidance on the path ahead
We'll find a way that's true and fair, not dead

The Wheel of Fortune spins around
Bringing change with every turn
But with The Hermit, the red bird, and Hecate by our side
We'll navigate every twist and turn with grace and might