From the Dragon Book of Essex by Andrew Chumbley, put in order by me. It's meant to be done before an image of Draco with 14 stars, preferably the actual constellation but an image of it is fine too.



Let the Sevenfold Breath of Power be given. Let the Sevenfold Breath of Power he taken.



Let the first inward breath of the Sorcerer be the first breath of the Dragon-God upon Earth: the Ever-transmutable Body of Magical Power Incarnate. This is the first breath of Witch blood newborn; this is the first breath of Thee, O' Azhdeha.



Let the first outward breath of the Sorcerer bear forth Void: the Compass of Power to ensorcel all Realities.



Let the second inward breath of the Sorcerer be taken in his goingforth: his rising from the grave of the Ancient One of Flesh; his issue from the Womb of Death: the Corpse-mound of Universes slain.



Let the second outward breath of the Sorcerer bear forth the Flame of the Ancient One: the Fire All-creating to claim the Void, the Fire All-destroying to ignite the World.



Let the third inward breath of the Sorcerer imbibe the Howling of the Void, the mighty in-rushing of immortal souls cast out from the sacrificed Forms of mortal gods and mortal men.



Let the third outward breath of the Sorcerer cast forth the Souls of the Chosen: the Risen and the Remembered of the Wise, the Subtil and the Strong,-the Kin of the Snake. Once more to flesh, once more to prey, once more to coil about the Earth.



Let the fourth inward breath of the Sorcerer imbibe the Star-envenom 'd Nectars from this Point within the Compass'd Void. From the Very lips of Self-entirety let the Elixirs of the Quintessence pour forth. For now hath the Self-poison 'd One arisen, forever undead, forever unborn, to manifest the Formless Form.



Let the fourth outward breath of the Sorcerer cast forth the Poisons from Within; let the sloughs of the Self be shed, let Matter be born through the Gates of Sense,-here to fashion the Many-faced Mask: the lconostasis of all Form, the Ordeal of the Existant.



Let the fifth inward breath of the Sorcerer draw forth the Star.fire of Al Shuja,-thus to ignite the Tongue of all Sorcerous kin with effulgent radiance -that they may cast forth the Spells of Tran~formation and enshrine the Essence of the Dragon within the Substance of Flesh.



Let the Fifth outward breath of the Sorcerer divide and disperse 'twixt all Living: Let the Fire of the Ancient One quicken and chasten,-with Blessed Mark to anoint the Chosen, with Cursed Knife to flay the many fields of skin and pelt. May the Sacrifice be given to Thee: all flesh to feed the Altar-flame wherein Our Pact is bound.



Let the sixth inward breath of the Sorcerer inflame the Gateways of Sense to perceive beyond and between all Domains of the Existant, to reach forth unto the Temple from whence came Our carnal descent,-to behold the Visions of the Elder Gods.



Let the sixth outward breath of the Sorcerer bear forth Illusion: the fuliginous clouds of the thunderstorm, the poisonous mists of the Serpents guile, the broiling vapours and fogs of hiding,-to veil the Sorcerer in the midst of All, to conceal the Circle of the Brood and ensnare the World as the Dragon's food.



Let the seventh inward breath of the Sorcerer place the Seal of Gnosis to empower and bind this utterance, as with these Words -so with the Speech of all the Dragon's Brood.



Let the seventh outward breath of the Sorcerer be the last breath of the Old Flesh: the commandment of iconoclasm to aught that bindeth Force with Form; the Serpents kiss of betrayal, the nuptial kiss of the Negated Ones. This is the death-cry of all Living, the breath to extinguish universes. Let the Sorcerer be cast into the Graaf of this Sacrifice; let the Offering be raised unto the Dragons mouth.



Dragon Book of Essex, Andrew Chumbley, p.153-155