The first man to die, yes, so they say
On this ground, he is forever bound to stay
As he who guards the cemetery gates
Until the end of time, until the end of days
Tonight, I seek thee out, ye old grim sprite
Tonight, I call thee forth, beneath the boneyard's lights
To guide my steps to a suitable grave
That holds a soul which I shall make my slave
By the holy resurrection and the torments of the damned
I conjure and exorcise you, Spirit deceased, to answer my liege command
Being obedient unto these sacred ceremonies
On pain of everlasting torment and distress
Berald, Beroald, Balbin, Gab, Gabor, Agaba
Arise, Arise, Arise, I charge and command thee