• Tis but a simple task to call upon an angel, fair
    One must study the rune stones diligently
    One must trace mystic symbols in the air
    Take up thy mantle of encompassing clarity

    Chant the sacred ritual for night to hear
    Meditate upon your truest desire
    Embark on this mental quest without fear
    Devotedly grasp, you must not tarry or tire

    Cast the powder of fairy wings
    Strike match upon the hearth
    Melodic prayers fancifully sing
    Carried beyond the crystal firth

    Savory mantra in the moonlight bask
    The seeds of lust have so been sewn
    succeed in fulfilling this imperative task
    And you might get an angel of your own