16 October 2012
Come Astaroth, come, Appear unto your disciple, Show yourself my infernal Duke, Daemon, stand inside this circle!
From deepest, darkest Hades, To this living, human land, Make your long tortured journey, Guided by my wand and hand.
Two circles traced with salt, One for ye, one for me, Protection from your power, Great strength for all to see.
Bring thy dragon with ye, His serpents tail will twitch, His eyes of darkest coal, A look that will transfix.
Ride upon his scaly back, Armoured wings of tough leather, Contrasted with your own, Made of the lightest feather.
Squirming viper held aloft, Golden crown upon your head, Inhuman rage contorts your face, On living souls ye must be fed.
Secrets ye shall tell, Your will, bent to my pleasure, Help make me invisible to all, Lead me to a worthy treasure!
Your usefulness is done, Get ye back to infernal Hell, Until I summon ye once more, And place ye under my spell.
Show Ye Unto Me Daemon • Opuss № I