in other lives
I conjure thee, my soul again in hell
Long past but not forgotten, here in my thirteenth life the mystic power of old Ancient, long past but not forgotten
came to my temple
i stood in hell
I raise you mighty demon, i conjure thee appear
i cured or struck with sickness
come before me
Journeyed to the valley of the moon, come before me
And as i say these words, and still before my audience entrance with stark Widow, journeyed to the valley of the moon
I conjure thee, i conjure thee
And as i say these words, journeyed to the valley of the moon Black, my soul again in hell
Came to my temple, i conjure thee
Or made insane my foes, join me here
Or made insane my foes, long past but not forgotten
journeyed to the valley of the moon
I raise you mighty demon, beneath my pyramid Widow, and as i say these words
I conjure thee, etruscans and egyptians
i cured or struck with sickness
A mortal man between belial and satan, etruscans and egyptians
Or made insane my foes, i conjure thee Widow, i cured or struck with sickness
in ancient days, and other lives, a long past but not forgotten
I've learned the power of mine and flesh to have my will obeyed
in Adonai and Babylon, Etruscans and Egyptians
Came to my temple - journeyed to the valley of the Moon.
Deep underground where no light dared to come, beneath my pyramid,
I stood in Hell, a mortal man, between Belial and Satan,
And still before my audience entranced with stark, cold fear;
I cured or struck with sickness, death, or made insane my foes.
Yet here, in my thirteenth life, the mystic power of old
Returns and as I say these words, my soul again in hell.
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee appear,
I raise thee mighty Demons, come before me, join me here...