I studied black art,
Analysed Solomon's testament.
I read the Necronomicon,
Picatrix and Heptaméron.
Also the Ars Notoria
And so many times Grimoire,
Which I found on my travels,
Became sword in my hand.
For will is word
The word becomes a deed.
And in deeds I let myself be measured.
We know the power
And the power gives me might,
What has been long since forgotten.
Abrakadabra
Eye to eye
Abrakadabra
Dust to dust
Abrakadabra
And it’ll be night
Abrakadabra
Words of might
I did draw the Pentagram
With chalk, blood, ash and soots
And in many a Heptagram
I forced devils and also ghosts.
But it never worked out for me
Despite magic and alchemy.
Happiness and love was forbidden to me
In exchange for might - was it worthy?
Abrakadabra
Eye to eye
Abrakadabra
Dust to dust
Abrakadabra
And it’ll be night
Abrakadabra
Words of might
For will is word
The word becomes a deed.
And in deeds I let myself be measured.
We know the power
And the power gives me might,
Over mights that has been long since forgotten.
Abrakadabra
Eye to eye
Abrakadabra
Dust to dust
Abrakadabra
And it’ll be night
Abrakadabra
Words of might