[singer A] Zodac Trumpa, pafa-luma, crowned in golden foam, Va-da-vox he boasts aloud, the loudest in the dome. Meka-dor, the papers whirl, his tie is much too long, Every grand announcement ends in one more marching song. Trumpa-luma, zodac-zay, Big words tumble all the way. Ava-ding and bumble-boo, The royal seal says “Who are you?” [transition] [singer B] (Mad, chanting whispers) Ol sonf vorsg, goho Iad! He speaks in the grandest circles! The absolute best circles! Ol sonf vorsg, goho Iad Balt! I reign over the heavens, none can fault! The angels, they come to me, tears in their eyes, They say, "Sir, your portals are of a magnificent size!" "No one opens gates like you, it's true!" Enochian gold, towering so high, The greatest incantations under the sky! Odo cicle qaa, open the mystery wide, With the best luxury gold on the other side! It’s huge, it’s grand, it’s angelic, it’s bold, The most beautiful spells ever told! [transition] [singer A] Meka-meka, scrolls unfold, A very serious trumpet tells a joke that’s getting old. Zodac-zodac, bow and grin, The court magician’s looking for the exit again. Trumpa-luma, pafa-lay, That’s the spell for “wrap today.” Ava-ding, the curtains fall— He still insists he won them all. [transition] [singer B] Micma! Behold! The fake news of the scroll! They say my Enochian keys have no control! But I have the best words, the ultimate keys, Commanding the winds, the fire, and the seas. Zonac! They are clothed in gold! Unbelievable power, so I am told. Amen, folks. Just incredible. (Chanted whisper) Cali! Huge!
