demons started the genocide Wrath, in my corpus is born Death, lost legions from Hell Slaughter, you'll see in sacrifice Skulls, are christians with blood Necromancer Dead's invoker Necromancer
River Dawn, they turn south, journeying into the dark and forbidding lands of the Necromancer. Even now the intensity of his dread power can be felt,
: Crouching in the darkness listening for the slightest sound Finger on the trigger, praying I don?t die in this forsaken place Filled with dread, my
Hear the torrents of life Rupturing all dreams and hopes Beating and storming the Gates of Heaven! Life-music's thunder and sights Shattering mirrors
my casket laughing at my fate all the souls ripped out of sleep groaning in my mind singing gloomy songs for me necromancer die necromancer die i dream
Wake up, wake up, wake up, Don't Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, Ah ha Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, It's naughty Very naughty Necrophilia
KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer He's a fancy dancer From Auschwitz down to Paraguay Following the path of the good Doktor Mengele They
demons Started the genocide Wrath In my corpus is born Death Lost legions from Hell Slaughter You'll see in sacrifice Skulls Are christians with blood Necromancer Deads invoker Necromancer
your heart and you will come near to me you will lose your sane. My form is mystic, but my heart is pure, you'd better believe what I say: I am the Necromancer
Crouching in the darkness listening for the slightest sound Finger on the trigger, praying I don?t die in this forsaken place Filled with dread, my heart
living once more! Feel ? my ? spell Rise ? from ? hell Can ? you ? see Speak ? to ? me Haunting visions spinning in his head He wonders how the future will unfold The necromancer
: KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer He's a fancy dancer From Auschwitz down to Paraguay Following the path of the good Doktor Mengele They
Necromancer - Gnarls Barkley Ah - wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. Dont - wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up.
[Big Boss / Big Boss] Come! O you triple goddess! Hellish, earthly and heavenly goddess! Goddess of roads and crossroads! You nightly friend of light
In the wind of the mind rises the Turbulence called I It breaks down, showers the barren thought All life is shocked, this desert is the abyss Wherein
Heil satanic majesty tonight we sacrifice We drink our own blood and blasphemy while the moon is our only light We whisper our sorcery the acid takes