Snort the powder of Ibn Ghazi
Line up on ash, trembling swiftly
Weekly rising, taking the nightmares somewhere
Stripping it clean, drag it clear into the system
The blind business that blinds
A voice that's not a voice
Waiting in the old place
Serpents of vacation wind to defeat

Beware the conjure
Beware the conjure

The bulk of mortals walk alone (with)
Eidolon unseen and foul
Bend the Magus, thrash the fatuous, dread the strike that smites
As a foulness be the corpus at your throat
Inside the rock under the deeps
Take a look at the blood that drips
Expectation of a blow
Servants of mission on to defeat
It's all the conjure

Now commencing
Blasphemy is addicted trail
In glory spread death on
Now come and see

Cut off spectrum, intercourse
A terrible thing to hear
No earth born free not insane of this fear
Now the wisdom is born without guidance

A blind business that blinds
A choice without choice
Waiting in the old place
Servants of occasion want to defeat

Beware the conjure
Beware the conjure
Beware the conjure
Beware the conjure

Beware the conjure
Because, in the end, you will find out
You cannot win