The Necromancer

Alone, I walk the roads of death

In the silence of the three

Piercing shrouds of life, of breath

And soon I come for thee

Beyond the roil of worldly strife

It is my fate to tread

Walking through the shadow lands

Communing with the dead

You know me not, Oh! mortal man

So blinded by life’s glimmer

But the shadows of my shroud you’ll touch

As life’s flame flickers dimmer

Of gossamer, of shadow thread

I weave a spell for thee

All bound with wails of ruined souls

Death’s monstrous filigree

Chill and deadly, Ruin’s hands

E'er spin the threads of death

I yearn for the, I wait for thee

I hasten thy last breath

I am the power behind the dark

The conjurer of fear

I am the icy kiss of death

Behind the wall of fear

The river of your life flows fast

Between the shores of years

It bears thee ever on to me

Behind the veil of tears

Listen! Listen, ‘mid the dark

‘Mid the silence of the night

I seek for thee, I yearn for thee

Thy soul to scorn and blight

Closer, closer, art thou born

By light of Moon and Sun

I see thy face so clearly now

Thy life is all undone

To me! To me, Oh mortal soul

To me thy life steers straight

No god awaits on brilliant throne

Thy soul is mine by right.