Barathrum

By this rite I ask you my demon friends
To fill my enemy's soul with scorpions...
Through the mist, through the air
I summon thee my demon friends
Fly my friends up from hell
Come here friends, serve me well
By my words, and my rite
Magic sword raises in the night
Candle flames, incense smoke
Magic ways, boundless and huge
For you demons of abyss
I pay the price of sacrifice
So do this infernal service
For my acclaimed need