Magéia revolves
Around the doors' recalled
Dimensions of debauched
Assumptions, souls enthralled.

The demon's advice–
Primordial, divined
In secret rites alike,
Syncretically combined.

The cultic belief
From which the art proceeds
Today we still perceive,
And wonder yet reseeds.

And Terror's domain
That menaces: opaque,
Unknown frontier, estate
Of Knowledge's mistakes;

The violent ravine
Of Ignorance, unseized
And unbesieged, ungleaned,
The magus must trapeze.

A path that preserves
The mage seeks to procure,
Protection to perturb
The forces he abjures.