Amma I Piad Sa Madriaax

On This Night of Fullmoon Black Candles Burn Ancient Magick Runes Proclaim His Return The Nocturnal Winds are Howling in the trees Whispering: "The Desolate One shall return!" The Ravens have Gathered above me As I Utter The Ancient Curse: "Amma i piad sa madriaax! Amma chis pir, Tonug! Amma i adohi de piripsol! Drilpa Vovina Torzul od Quasb ilsi!!!"