The Damned Necromancer

The Damned Necromancer

As her soul slowly dies with every wicked sin

She uses her claws to collect her ingredients

Webbing her lies into the hearts of mortals

Corrupting the innocent world that's oblivious to her.

She uses her claws to collect her ingredients

Her festering face grins with every successful spell

Corrupting the innocent world that's oblivious to her

As she damns herself closer to purgatory.

Her festering face grins with every successful spell

And her empty sleep deprived crusted eyes gleam

As she damns herself closer to purgatory

Trying to find a way to abolish her death.

And her empty sleep deprived crusted eyes gleam

Into her century old rusted cauldron

Trying to find a way to abolish her death

That she knows is soon to come.

Into her century old rusted cauldron

She sees her atrocious death

That she knows is soon to come

As she shivers in her moth eaten dress.

She sees her atrocious death

And a plan starts to form in her mischievous head

As she shivers in her moth eaten dress

Knowing what she must do.

And a plan starts to form in her mischievous head

As she reaches for her tattered spell book

Knowing what she must do

She realizes she is doomed.

As she reaches for her tattered spell book

Webbing her lies into the hearts of mortals

She realizes she is doomed

As her soul slowly dies with every wicked sin