Summoning Spirits – Doorway to Akasha

In the deep waters of Lemuria, I see lights of golden wings,

Faces without identity, reflect a nameless past,

and break reality in endless strings,

revealing spells, that once were cast.

A crystal city shines, with blue ray sparkles in the sky,

The fairies dance in mystic flames, where secrets dwell;

With rainbow potions, they fly high,

and bring back the memories, in the woods of Yerezel.

(Whisper: Innuantis, spirits come, through the deep core of Atlantis!)

A sacred circle lies on snow, and throws thunders in the night,

Fire, Water, Earth, and Air, chant a language that was lost;

while candles burn in violet trees, calling Elfs, all dressed in white,

Spilling cups of liquid gold, that unlocks and melts the frost.

(Whisper: Innuantis, spirits come, through the deep core of Atlantis!)

The Green witches send the spell, with the vibe of pentagrams,

using words of stardust light, from the Book of Inuasha.

The ground shatters, pulling out, ancient stones and holograms:

Now, the doorway is wide open, to the records of Akasha!

(Whisper: Innuantis, spirits come, through the deep core of Atlantis!)