Necromancy Lyrics by Chiasmus
I venture out, casting spells upon the land I know
Robbing the graves to form my dominion
In life these people knew only repression and suffering
The powers of the moon through me free them from that past
I feel my soul becoming cold
Withering away as I expend my power
An old arcane spell is woven
To allow these corpses vengeance
As the moon rises to its zenith
The full might of necromancy floods my veins
I send the dead to redeem and free the living
Who toil ‘neath the Mycomancer’s lies
I see his shadow in the blue moonlight
I tell my dead to yield
His soul
Is mine
To reap
Face me, Triumphant, I am
I shall strike you with thine own opal blade
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Chiasmus Lyrics – Necromancy