Have you ever read the books that I wrote centuries ago?
The Clavicule of Solomon is nothing by their side.
They lay bare secret Arts that stood the ravages of time,
And practices, once more exposed, that everyone should know.
You play whit blood and hair and sweat and ends of fingernails,
The very things to do the deeds the Brotherhood demands.
You cast with mirrors, dolls in vax, the spell you learnt by heart,
Fool you are, you lash up storms and lightning, rain and gales.
I urge you now to find my books and read the tales and spells
That turned the whole world upside down - confusion everywhere.
The four of the Apocalypse on horseback ever wait,
The Talisman of Set was mine - the Horsemen did my bidding.
The Lady of the Moon my bride - Astaroth her name,
Side by side we wove the spells that drov mere men insane,
"Get thee hence and scour the world - seek and you shall find,
Read my books, yes learn from, and Power you shall gain."
