I'm a scryer
I am a door to the quite wondrous house
I am the chimney to the fire
A window
So through I your questions swiftly answered get
I am a scryer
Whatever I seem
(?) illuminatus est

I'm a scryer
I am an ear to the pig-wigeon's hand
I am a wishbone to the choir invisible
Mesmeri... an element of fire to your drum
I am for hire
Whatever I be
Rex (?) deus est

I am the moon of astral spheres
That calls thee
I woo the spirits near
Their light surrounds me
Surrounds me
Disembowels me
I rush the slicer in their eyes
And clear the skies
(audio of occult incantation)