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Necromancer

from Saint Vitus by Cooling Tower

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I sat alone, dead of a winter's night.
No companion in the darkness but the fire's light..
Upon this foul earth that was once sanctified.
To bear the ones here buried to the other side.
I could feel them beneath me, for undeath they strived.
I could hear their soundless pleading for a second life.
Deep in my bones I knew the time was right.
The clergy slept and there were no crucifixes in sight.
Speaking forbidden words lost to time and
I began to feel a presence altogether separate from mine.
No wood left for burning, but the flames grew high.
The devil showed himself to me, his face was wreathed in fire.

Long ago, the days I chose to be among humanity.
I’ve always wanted to be a Necromancer.

Voices in the flames command me.
When The Devil shouts my name, I answer the call.
My life will never be the same again.
Oh no...
Now I’ve led my nightmares to become afraid of my dreams.
I know I was meant to be a Necromancer.

Lords of the grave, I’m commanding.
When I choose to whisper your name, you answer the call.
I promise you that death is not the end.

I heard his voice, both within and aloud.
He said your soul will belong to me and the dead in the ground.
For I know what you’ve done my son, but don’t you be frightened.
No hell is worse than what already lives in your mind.
Will you beckon in darkness those who follow the light?
Will their bones adorn the ground around the ritual site?
Mastery of death always comes at a price.
All you love reduced to dust before your ageless eyes.
Your life will be endless with no hope of demise.
But you’ll suffer claims upon it made by your own kind.
Your flesh never burning, while the flames grow high.
And you’ll climb down there among them from your funeral pyre.

Long ago, the days I chose to be among humanity.
I’ve always wanted to be a Necromancer.

Voices in the flames command me.
When The Devil shouts my name, I answer the call.
My life will never be the same again.
Oh no...
Now I’ve led my nightmares to become afraid of my dreams.
I know I was meant to be a Necromancer.

Lords of the grave, I’m commanding.
When I choose to whisper your name, you answer the call.
I promise you that death is not the end.

Goodbye my friend, I promise you that death is not the end...

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from Saint Vitus, released March 24, 2023

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