Nagrakadhabra

Lameth, Leynach, Semach, Belmay, 

Azzailement, Gesegon, Lothamasim, Nagrakarathzdabrah, 

Ozetogomaglial, Zeziphier, Josanum, 

Solatac, Bozefama, Defarciamar, 

Zemait, Lemaio, Pheralon,

Anuc, Philosophi, Gregoon, 

Letos, Anum, 

Anum, 

Anum, Negrakarathz-adum-kabrah

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

Night Treat

Abra-Kadum-Abra

Dark as the tidings of the rising tempest, welcome the black rain drips,

For our lady of the coven, the bearer of sigils, 

UTUK XUL gubi mu unna te

ALA XUL gabi mu unna te

The Fourth

The Fourth Spirit is a Great Marquis. He appeareth in the form of a little Horse or Ass, and then into Human shape doth he change himself at the request of the Master.

He speaketh with a hoarse voice. He ruleth over 30 Legions of Inferiors. He teaches all Liberal Sciences, and giveth account of Dead Souls that died in sin.

Another Lullaby

And yet another lullaby, has been cast in stone, for the Mighty Three.

Under the woods, beneath the leaves, the warm blackened soil.

A lullaby for the Lovely, Mighty Three

Forever forlorn, in ecstasy

The Third

And the Third Spirit is a Mighty Prince. This Spirit is of a Good Nature, and his office is to declare things Past and to Come, and to discover all things Hid or Lost.

And he governeth 26 Legions of Spirits.

The Second

The Second Spirit is a Duke. He is under the Power of the East, and cometh up in the form of an old fair Man, riding upon a Crocodile, carrying a Goshawk upon his fist, and yet mild in
appearance.

He maketh them to run that stand still, and bringeth back runaways. He teaches all Languages or Tongues presently. He hath power also to destroy Dignities both Spiritual and emporal, and causeth Earthquakes. He was o the Order of Virtues.

He hath under his government 31 Legions of Spirits.

The First

The First Principal Spirit is a King ruling in the East.

He maketh thee to go Invisible. He ruleth over 66 Legions of Infernal Spirits. He appeareth in divers shapes, sometimes like a Cat, sometimes like a Toad, and sometimes like a Man, and sometimes all these forms at once.

He speaketh hoarsely. This is his character which is used to be worn as a Lamen before him who calleth him forth, or else he will not do thee homage.

Doom

Doom is the nightshade that puts all to sleep, except the lustful ones, born to seek dew-tainted blood.

Doom is the amorphous lady of the coven, riding the zephyr to cast out mourning lights by the caskets.

Dark as the tidings of the rising storm cloud, Doom is a black wetness for our lady of the coven.

Again, No Worries

Like we said before.

There is no explanation needed.

No answers, no discussion required, whatsoever.

When blacken blood has been spilt to wet the white fangs deep within.

No worries, no apologies, nothing are ever needed, ever again.