My fire sear unholy place, I ease the burden of human race, For such an evil there is no more space, For such a moron too disgraced. Thy awful zombies turned to dust, The end is here for you at last, You have no option but to die, Believe me pal no one will cry!
Necromancer is dead His soul is mine Necromancer is dead His death was divined
My power will counter the tide I hurt the evil & do it right I kill your servants & burn the place For God Allmighty I spit in your face On gored altar, I smash his face, For crime he made in a sacred place, With brutal anger, I tear apart, His wicked body - his darkest art.