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He who desires to become an oborot(werewolf), let him seek in the forest a hewn(fallen)-down tree; let him stab it with a small copper knife, and walk round the tree, repeating the following incantation:--
On the sea, on the ocean, on the island, on Bujan,
On the empty pasture gleams the moon, on an ashstock lying
In a green wood, in a gloomy vale.
Toward the stock wandereth a shaggy wolf.
Horned cattle seeking for his sharp white fangs;
But the wolf enters not the forest,
But the wolf dives not into the shadowy vale,
Moon, moon, gold-horned moon,
Cheek the flight of bullets, blunt the hunters' knives,
Break the shepherds' cudgels,
Cast wild fear upon all cattle,
On men, on all creeping things,
That they may not catch the grey wolf,
That they may not rend his warm skin
My word is binding, more binding than sleep,
More binding than the promise of a hero!
- by _delted_--mfrag |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/02/2008 |
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- Title: ancient shamenisem chant
- Artist: _delted_--mfrag
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this is an old shamenisem chant that turns you into a werewolf. no, this is not mine, and no, I did not make this up.
The Russians call the were-wolf oborot, which signifies "one transformed." The above receipt is given by them for becoming one.
- Date: 11/02/2008
- Tags: ancient shamenisem chant
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