Post by servantofazathoth on Aug 2, 2008 2:43:45 GMT -6
[Note: This spell is originally called "The Invocation Unto The Lord Of The Wood" and is a spell to invoke Nyarlathotep. It was taken from the Yellow Necronomicon and is three pages long. Sheesh.....but it works. Enjoy... ]
IA! NYARLATHOTEP!
Praises unto he who is THE LORD OF THE WOOD!
Even unto the HORNED GOD,
He who is the messenger and will of AZAG-THOTH!
Give even now unto us thy blessing,
and the gifts of the men of LENG.
Let it BE SO!
IA!
From the wells of night unto the gulfs of space,
and from the gulfs of space unto the wells of night,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of Great CTHULHU,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of Great TSATHOGGUA,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of HE WHO IS NOT TO BE NAMED,
EVER THEIR PRAISES!
IA!
EVER THEIR PRAISES!
ABUNDANCE UNTO SHE WHO IS THE BLACK GOAT OF THE WOODS!
IA! SHUB-NIGGURATH! THE GOAT WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG!
IA! SHUB-NIGGURATH! THE GOAT WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG!
And it hath come to pass,
That the LORD OF THE WOOD,
Having descended the Six thousand, six hundred, seventy and nine,
From the throne of AZAG-THOTH.
Down the STEPS OF ONYX!
Unto this, The world of men.
IA!
Take now our tributes,
To him in the GULF!
AZAG-THOTH!
He of whom thou has taught us marvels!
IA!
And thou hast taught us well,
of thy messengers,
who doth fly upon the wings of night!
Out beyond space,
Out beyond the ZONEI,
Out to where YUGGOTH is the youngest child,
Rolling alone in the black aether at the rim.
IA!
IA!
WE INVOKE THEE OUR LORD!
That you may go out among men,
and find the ways thereof,
that he in the gulf may know.
IA!
To NYARLATHOTEP must all things be told!
And he shall put on the semblance of men.
The waxen mask,
The robes that hides.
IA!
And he shall come forth
from the world of seven Suns,
To mock the form and ways of man.
IA!
IA!
Thus we invoke thee by the great name,
And do sing thy PRAISES;
NYARLATHOTEP!
Great Messenger.
Bringer of strange joy unto YUGGOTH through the void.
Father of the MILLION FAVORED ONES.
Stalker among the weak!
WE PRAISE THEE!
IA!
IA! NYARLATHOTEP!
Praises unto he who is THE LORD OF THE WOOD!
Even unto the HORNED GOD,
He who is the messenger and will of AZAG-THOTH!
Give even now unto us thy blessing,
and the gifts of the men of LENG.
Let it BE SO!
IA!
From the wells of night unto the gulfs of space,
and from the gulfs of space unto the wells of night,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of Great CTHULHU,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of Great TSATHOGGUA,
Ever the PRAISES;
Of HE WHO IS NOT TO BE NAMED,
EVER THEIR PRAISES!
IA!
EVER THEIR PRAISES!
ABUNDANCE UNTO SHE WHO IS THE BLACK GOAT OF THE WOODS!
IA! SHUB-NIGGURATH! THE GOAT WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG!
IA! SHUB-NIGGURATH! THE GOAT WITH A THOUSAND YOUNG!
And it hath come to pass,
That the LORD OF THE WOOD,
Having descended the Six thousand, six hundred, seventy and nine,
From the throne of AZAG-THOTH.
Down the STEPS OF ONYX!
Unto this, The world of men.
IA!
Take now our tributes,
To him in the GULF!
AZAG-THOTH!
He of whom thou has taught us marvels!
IA!
And thou hast taught us well,
of thy messengers,
who doth fly upon the wings of night!
Out beyond space,
Out beyond the ZONEI,
Out to where YUGGOTH is the youngest child,
Rolling alone in the black aether at the rim.
IA!
IA!
WE INVOKE THEE OUR LORD!
That you may go out among men,
and find the ways thereof,
that he in the gulf may know.
IA!
To NYARLATHOTEP must all things be told!
And he shall put on the semblance of men.
The waxen mask,
The robes that hides.
IA!
And he shall come forth
from the world of seven Suns,
To mock the form and ways of man.
IA!
IA!
Thus we invoke thee by the great name,
And do sing thy PRAISES;
NYARLATHOTEP!
Great Messenger.
Bringer of strange joy unto YUGGOTH through the void.
Father of the MILLION FAVORED ONES.
Stalker among the weak!
WE PRAISE THEE!
IA!