Obsessed, no rest
Seduced by the allure of death
Lost souls you trust
Reduced to nought but bones and dust
Cold crypts you'll seize
To master morbid mysteries
Dark dreams devour
Awaiting the nocturnal hour
The ritual falls tonight
Dark shadows fill your sight
Disquieting the dead's final rites
Necromancer
The tomb is what you crave
Necromancer
Exhuming from the grave
Necromancer
Cold voices fill your head
Necromancer
Communion with the dead
Possessed by death
And welcoming its cold caress
Strong will, sharp blade
Your blood must spill to feed the shade
An arc of light
Defies the darkness of the night
Lost arts once told
To emperors and kings of old
The ritual falls tonight
Dark shadows fill your sight
Disquieting the dead's final rites
Necromancer
The tomb is what you crave
Necromancer
Exhuming from the grave
Necromancer
Cold voices fill your head
Necromancer
Communion with the dead
Paint your sigil
Traced in fire
Speak the words that tell of your desire
Incantations
Shades arrive
Seek dark secrets from the afterlife
Necromancer
The tomb is what you crave
Necromancer
Exhuming from the grave
Necromancer
Cold voices fill your head
Necromancer
Communion with the dead
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