Conjuration ov Sleep Daemons

Ascending a fyre

A pillar ov flame on the wynd

Groan ov night I hear, howl ov gale

Lords ov green fields caressing the earthe

Silver sparks up high

Is Mercury above?

Is Mercury below?

So sleep!

And paint the pictures ov thy paradise

So Dream!...

...waking dreams...safely

In accursed 'eternity'

I can't hear you from the lost ways

I don't want to look into thine sleepy eyes

Ov black soil I feel refreshing cold

Stone altars ov primaeval glory

And thunders are rumbling

Wyld waves are foaming

When I'm playing with the dancing fyre

With the terrifying grim ov freedom

Zechesh du kem Sphinx

Cuitem ino cuitem

Zechil' ru shechen soish

Dechep sechesh k'Nu

Zacho cem Had

I conjure the spirits ov sleep

I unite the circles ov beings