كلمات The Necromancy

Lies and pain and an evil heart I walk this world a man apart Ancient voices crowd my brain I assure you dear, you´ll live again The Necromancer! Lika a black banshee on the winds of death I walk the road of nightmares on the devils breath Take my strength from the souls they give In grey grim world under coffin lid The Necromancer! The last vestige of entity leaves you, and your weary soul welcomes the cold eternal repose of rest The calm of non-being and the forever dream of secrets as the scent of heaven drifts in dying nostrils But through the fleshy cosmos comes a strange groan and the crackling twitch of stiff dead fingers You hear the call and your black lungs dusty howl, as the runes muttered seal you in hell Awake!