The Flight of Suhgurim
Under a waxing moon, deep in the lost hours of the night
Worshiping by divine fire, over the bowl of sacrifice
Chants to the stars times ten, calling forth to the Jupiterian power
Invocation of he who strikes fear in the heart of the cursed
I call to you Suhgurim
Come to me by the fire
The figure of wax awaits thee
To boil in the fire
Upon ancient astral winds, he descends from his starry abode
Like a blast from the abyss, a shadow of death bellowing
Inside my mind he takes seat, awaiting the fire in my sight
Flames of Gibil inside my soul, the sword forged to guide the rite....
The will, fiery in its nature, cascading through my soul
Like a wave of fury, focused, calculated, and painful
May the great Suhgurim feel this, let it fill him with wrath
Empowering his work, by the guidance of my will and his being
By the hand of the watcher shall Suhgurim be shown the way
Towards the heart of the sorcery that befell me painfully
As I chant the name of the names over the fire of divine sacrifice
The figure and figures of wax are cast into the purifying flames......
The smoke rises up high, black as the moonless night
The figure of wax melts away, just as the sorcerers spell does
In the flames the powers are consumed and cast away
The sorcerer is left with nothing, nothing to protect him from thy plague.......
Upon the wretched sorcerer
I cast the wrath of thee, Suhgurim!
May the touch of your scepter
Consume the sorcerer in your plague!
Ia zi dingir Suhgurim kanpa! (x10)
MASHSHADAR (growled final 4 times w/ above)
The will, fiery in its nature, cascading through my soul
Like a wave of fury, focused, calculated, and painful
May the great Suhgurim feel this, let it fill him with wrath
Empowering his work, by the guidance of my will and his being
By the hand of the watcher shall Suhgurim be shown the way
Towards the heart of the sorcery that befell me painfully
As I chant the name of names over the fire of divine sacrifice
The figure and figures of wax are cast into the purifying flames......
