Oh Doctor Dee please tell me, in this world of fascination Of hidden sigils and the name we dare not speak aloud The visitors you brought to us through arts of conjuration Who came and left as if within a ‘fiery cloud’
There’s a fire in the sky, as I awake the veil is falling There’s a fire in the sky, I hear the elder voices calling
They say through Amalantrah the gateway was re-opened But we heard stories stemming from Ezekiel The call to Babalon awoke the name so long unspoken Through invocation, calling down into the Well
I walked into the Desert night, into the silent places My mind on fire, unholy visions in my head I heard a voice within the fabric of the empty spaces Wheels within wheels