The Ancient Gate Lyrics


Place of calling

Far from the thoughts of man

In an ancient temple

Free from the unwanted

Place once chosen

Purified by supplications

To thine particular God

By burning of pine and cedar

Lord of the ancient gate

I call upon thou

To open the gate of Nanna

You will be proud

Having it offered

To the personal deities

Then pronounce it solemnly

The following conjuration

A circle shall be drawn on the ground

In the midst whereof you shall stand

While reciting the conjurations set forth

Do not venture your life