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Born out of hell
From the depths of Gomorrah
Purging new graves and defiling the souls
He satisfies with such vile
And dark horror
Omens of dread
On this night of the ghouls

Raising the dead up from the ground
Needs must be fed sorceries abound

Necromancer, death's his guiding light
Necromancer, stealing afterlife

Feeding on flesh from this soil
That was hallowed
Splintered the bones
And regaled in his feast
Danced on the grave
Of the pure and righteous
As the moonlight's expelled
From the eyes of the beast

Raising the dead, blasphemy reigns
Portents of dread thrives on remains

Necromancer, feeding from the host
Necromancer, black unholy ghost
Necromancer, death's his guiding light
Necromancer, stealing afterlife

Raising the dead, cadaver consumes
Sacraments, said bodies consumed

Necromancer, feeding from the host
Necromancer, black unholy ghost
Necromancer, death's his guiding light
Necromancer, stealing afterlife

Stealing afterlife
Death's his guiding light

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