And this is the Conjuration ofthe Dead God
May NAMMTAR open my nose that I may sense His approach. May NAMMTAR open my mouth that my voice will be heard to the far reaches of the Earth.
May NAMMTAR strengthen my right hand that I shall be strong, to keep the Dead .........under my power, under my very power. I conjure Thee, O Ancestor of the Gods! I summon Thee, Creature of Darkness, by the Works of Darkness!
I summon Thee, Creature of Hatred, by the Words of Hatred! I summon Thee, Creature of the Wastes, by the Rites of the Waste! I summon Thee, Creature of Pain, by the Words of Pain! I summon and call Thee forth, from Thy Abode in Darkness! I evoke Thee from Thy resting-place in the bowels of the Earth! I summon Thine eyes to behold the Brightness of my Wand, which is full of the Fire of Life!
I conjure Thee, O Ancestor of the Gods! I summon Thee, Creature of Darkness, by the Works of Darkness!
I summon Thee, Creature of Hatred, by the Works of Hatred! I summon Thee, Creature of the Wastes, by the Rites of the Waste! I summon Thee, Creature of Pain, by the Words of Pain! By the Four Square Pillars of Earth that support the Sky, May they stand fast against Them that desire to harm me! I evoke Thee from Thy resting-place in the bowels of the Earth! I summon Thee and Thine ears to hear the Word that is never spoken, except by Thy Father, the Eldest of All
Who Know Age The Word that Binds and Commands is my Word!
IA! IA! IA! NNGI BANNA BARRA IA! IARRUGISHGARRAGNARAB!
I conjure Thee, O Ancestor of the Gods!
I summon Thee, Creature of Darkness, by the Works of Darkness!
I summon Thee, Creature of Hatred, by the Works of Hatred! I summon Thee, Creature of the Wastes, by the Rites of the Waste! I summon Thee, Creature of Pain, by the Words of Pain!
I summon Thee, and call Thee forth, from Thy Abode in Darkness! I evoke Thee from Thy resting-place in the Bowels of the Earth!
MAY THE DEAD RISE!
MAY THE DEAD RISE AND SMELL THE INCENSE!
And this shall be recited only once, and if the God do not appear, do not persist, but finish the Rite quietly, for it means that It hath been summoned elsewhere, or is engaged in some Work which it is better not to disturb.
And when thou hast set out bread for the dead to eat, remember to pour honey thereupon, for it is pleasing to the Goddess Whom No One Worshippeth, Who wanders by night through the streets amid the howling of the dogs and the wailing of the infants, for in Her time a great Temple was built unto Her and sacrifices of infants made that She might save the City from the Enemies who dwelt without. And the Number of infants thus slain is countless and unknowable. And She did save that City, but it was taken soon thereafter when the people no more offered up their children. And when the people made to offer again, at the time of the attack, the Goddess turned her back and fled from her temple, and it is no more. And the Name of the Goddess is no more known. And She maketh the infants restless, and to cry, so the reason for the pouring of honey over the sacred bread, for it is written:
Bread of the Cult of the Dead in its Place I eat In the Court prepared Water of the Cult of the Dead in its Place I drink A Queen am I, Who has become estranged to the Cities She that comes from the Lowlands in a sunken boat
I AM THE VIRGIN GODDESS HOSTILE TO MY CITY A STRANGER IN MY STREETS. MUSIGAMENNA URUMA BUR ME YENSULAMU GIRME EN!
Oh, Spirit, who understand thee? Who comprehend Thee?
Now, there are Two Incantation to the Ancient Ones set down here, which are well known to the Sorcerers of the Night, they who make images and burn them by the Moon and by other Things. And they burn them by the Moon and by other Things. And they burn unlawful grasses and herbs, and raise tremendous Evils, and their Words are never written down, it is said. But there are. And they are Prayers of Emptiness and Darkness, which rob the Spirit.
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