Testo di Necromancy

I'm going to sing you to sleep I'm going to sing you to sleep You will not wake tomorrow You will not wake tomorrow Less than a year to go Graveyards are popping up everywhere Smell the bodies in the air Necromancy Necromancy And the innocent make up the years of Lost tears and wasted fears, and I, and I I am one of them Making haste, remaining chaste in Potter's Field Less than a year to go Secrets are popping up everywhere Smell the bodies in the air Necromancy Necromancy Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping? Are you sleeping?