Sullen winds, storm before me. The edge of time stretches thin.
Increasing knowledge of my destiny.
Rebirth the star lord I knew was within.
I cannot bear it any longer. To stand and do and say nothing.
These words, a testament to our diminishing free will.
Break free, we will find where the light hides.
And as I go into darkness, I cast my sights aside.
Star Lord, fully possess me. Grant me powers and eternal strength.
Fire, strength, visions, life, I call thee forth Abramelin.
Frost, darkness, famine, magik, come now and merge with me.
Reborn after ages and ages of aeons, I am the Star Lord, I permeate.
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The true will we see with our third eye.
Open your third eye.
Open your eyes!
Abramelin! Abramelin! The summoning!
Lost are the secrets of magic to those willingly lost in lies.
Find the force around you not seen.
Control it with the proper means, evoke the spirits of hell.
Harness their powers within your might. You must decide the turn of tides.
The Moon awaits Odin’s sign. Evil willingly possess my soul, give me the ultimate earthly control.
Let me leave my body within my mind. Discover the mysterious lies.
I shall make my fathers before me proud, the spirits dwelling in the ancestral cloud.
Sullen winds, storm before me. The edge of time stretches thin.
Increasing knowledge of my destiny.
Rebirth the star lord I knew was within.
Abramelin.
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