“The father is fire. The son is fire. The spirit is fire.

All three of them are equal and inseparable.

Flame and braze is their heart.

Fire is their eyes.

Whirlwind and flame are their mouth.

The flame of the Deity is fire.

Fire will destroy ill people.

Flame will burn ill people.

Flame will turn away ill people.

It will clear ill people.

Il will bend the arrows of demons.

The serpent’s venom to spill on ill people!

Aglamid, the lord of the serpent!

Artan, Arion, hear!

Tiger, eagle, lion of a desert field!

Protect us against ill people!

Curl like a snake, burn like fire,

go away, disappear,

ill man”.

(N.K. Roerich. The Spell // The Flowers of Moria.)