Kneel around the grave.

Clasp your hands together in the inverted prayer like this.

Open your minds.

Remove all doubt, but be on your guard.

Let nothing take hold of you. Let nothing enter your body.

From this time on you must be silent.

O great diviner, master of the three worlds, disciple who became master,

Lord of the netherworld, Lord of night, Prince of darkness, the spoiler of light,

diviner of powers, redeemer of passion, crucible of flesh, by the blood incarnate, by the flesh made proud, by the soul devoured of itself.

By these words we do implore.

By these deeds we do supplicate and call upon the grace of thee, Lord Almighty of the

underworld, to release the souls of all thy servants who lie here unredeemed, to release them to serve

thy servant, venting their wills always to his, thus to thine own. By the blood of babes unborn,

by the inversion of the Savior, by the bond of thine own hand.

We do entreat thee, deliver them up to us, to command in thy name, to serve our will and thine own.

By Lucifer, Beelzebub, Mephistopheles, Archanis, and all the underlords we do entreat.

Let them rise, let them rise up.

Spiritus, Aquitani, Salvoite, let them rise, let them rise up. Spiritus, Akutani, Havoyte,

Let them rise, let them rise up.

Satan, God of all.

They must be out to lunch. Ha ha ha ha ha ha.

Okay out there at Marbleand.

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