Spell 59 Lyrics


Spell for breathing air and having power over water in the realm of the dead

O you sycamore or the sky, may there be given to me the air which is in it, for I am he who sought out that throne in the middle of Wenu and I have guarded this Egg of the Great Cackler. If it grows, I will grow; if it lives, I will live; if it breathes the air, I will breathe the air.