Proserpina, Pluto's bride, of spirit realms divine, Guide us through thy underworld and wisdom serpentine. Infernal queen deep seeds do sow, That we may dream unfettered flights and soar within thy starless nights.
All dark shades do thee command in shadows rich in Hades land.
Now Bring us to thy serpent dance that turning, twining, causes trance. She whose body from celestial stars is made, upon whose breast are souls are laid Mystery, black as midnight's heaven far, yet brilliant as the silver star. Thy realm is the void primordial skies, light and life in thy hand lies. Dreams and soft ease attend thy train lead drifting sleep to Orphic strain. Nikta, decked with starry light Rests deep silence,indwelling ebon night.