I conjure thee, oh Cain ancient horned one! With thy hammer strike against the Forge! Let the Spark of Azazel's Light illuminate! Who rises up in the Sun as thy true Father Thou Devil of Old, genius of the Sun and Moon I invoke thee to bring me knowledge of my destiny I shall forge my own destiny just as you have before Primal Witch-Father and Horned Black Master Who resides at the Sabbat Light Grant me the awakening of my Angel-Demon Who is myself unrestricted! So it is done!