Zavorash The Conjuration of the Dead god Letras:
[Text: ?, Music: I.Hate]

May Nammtar open my eyes that I may see their lies
May Nammtar open my ears that I may hear her call
May Nammtar open my nose that I may sense his
approach May Nammtar open my mouth that my voice
will be heard to the far reaches of the Earth May
Nammtar strengthen my right hand that I shall be
strong, to keep the dead Zonei under my power,
under my very power. I conjure thee, o ancestor of
the gods! I summon thee, creature of darkness by
the works of darkness! I summon thee, creature of
hatred by the words of hatred! I summon thee,
creature of wastes, by the rites of waste! I
summon thee, creature of pain, by the words of
pain! I summon and call thee forth from thy abode
in darkness! I evoke thee from the thy
resting-place in the bowels of the Earth! I summon
thine eyes to behold the brightness of my wand
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which is full of the fire of life! I conjurse
thee, o ancestor of gods! I summon thee, creature
of darkness, by the works of darkness! I summon
thee, creature of hatred by the words of hatred! I
summon thee, creature of wastes, by the rites of
waste! I summon thee, creature of pain, by the
words of pain! By the four square pillars of Earth
that support the sky, May they stand fast against
those who desire to harm me! I evoke thee from thy
resting-place in the bowels of the Earth! I summon
thee and thine ears to hear the word that is never
spoken, except by they father, the eldest of all
who know age The word that binds and commands is
my word! Ia! Ia! Ia! Nngi banna barra ia!
Iarrugishgarragnarab! I conjure thee, o ancestor
of the gods! I summon thee, creature of darkness
by the works of darkness! I summon thee, creature
of hatred by the words of hatred! I summon thee,
creature of wastes, by the rites of waste! I
summon thee, creature of pain, by the words of
pain! I summon and call thee forth from thy abode
in darkness! I evoke thee from the thy
resting-place in the bowels of the Earth! May the
dead rise! May the dead rise and smell the
incense!
Letras: The Conjuration of the Dead god Zavorash [final]