In Ancient Days
A young occultist, having discovered the power to cast his mind backthrought his previous incarnations, revisits his early life in Egypt and hearing reference to Astaroth by a demon which he conjured all those years ago, he goes on to re-witness the tragic results of his experement in the 18th century.
In ancient days in other lives, long past, but not forgotten,
I´ve known the power of mind and flesh, to have my will obeyed
In Adonai and Babylon, Etruscans and Egyptians
Came to my temple - journeyed to the valley of the Moon

Deep underground where no light dared to come,
beneath my pyramid,
I stood in Hell, a mortal man, between Belial and Satan,
And still before my audience entranced with stark, cold fear;
I cured or struck with sickness, death, or made insane my foes

Yet here, in my thirteenth life, the mystic power of old
Returns and as I say these words, my soul again in hell.
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee,
I conjure thee appear,
I raise thee mighty Demons, come before me,
join me here...

(BW)