Текст песни Ars Goetia

Set the evocation To summon the seventy-two Visualize the bronze vessel Say these words Thee I evoke the bornless one The terrible and invisible God Come thou forth and follow me now When the Moon’s eight The dukes of hell Open the gates Your names I yell Astaroth, belial I evoke you from the depth of hell I’ve bound you with this ancient spell Vapula, malphas I evoke you from the depth of hell I’ve bound you with this ancient spell Under the four great kings Ruling the elements Are the 72 you now rule A sceptre, a sword, a mitra, a cap A white tunic with no flap Draw the seal on a scroll