There was once a man He called himself a Necromancer He lived in tower of forever dark
Contaminating land and killing life Gaining power Arcane of magic of dark wizard
Black magic hell and imps are his servants Ready to fight for their master
However his will was to kill and Torment people of the corrupted land in Gallower
Leave no cross unturned The Necromancer Under his command World will fall
Leave no man alive The Necromancer Spit in the face of god
So, disease has spread evilest plague Too devastating to cast the spell
But time is high and it’s time to die Tower tremors Lighthing torns the sky
Incantation ready Moon has a bloody glow Wind’s like sword Which will cut the world
Word is said, Thunder roars Wizard laugh Disease take it’s toll
Leave no cross unturned The Necromancer Under his command World will fall
Leave no man alive The Necromancer Spit in the face of godTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
