Necromancy

Necromancy In the fields of eternal slumber...graves have been torn asunder. The dead ripped from their graves, to awaken and walk and devour again. How eager I am to reign the undead masses, and be held responsible, annihilation of the world as a whole..to purge all that lives, reanimate the dead. This existence, a writhen guise. Soon all you will know is torture and flies. For your screams is that which I yearn, an endless crusade to hear your very last respire. Conquering an undead army that rips through anything before me. (fully in debt unto me) We will scour the world to rid of the masses. useless, disloyal, soon you will be but a mindless husk. Soon you'll be bitten and soon you will turn, an undying, unquenchable desire you'll earn. While they devour your body. Sights mortifying to those who may see your very end. A wretched sin, necromancy. Whose power knows no bounds. To decimate, conquer and conjure. Your soul, soon mine to squander. A wretched sin, necromancy. Whose power knows no bounds. To decimate, conquer and conjure. Your soul, soon mine to squander. Feel your last breath escape as you're placed on the pyre, your body twitching and writhing in gore. exhumed, reanimate. Blackened souls enslaved to mutilate. The thirst for flesh beckons while your soul cannot exit this very shell, eternally doomed to consume those you loved. Eternally doomed to absorb the festering human soul. (Human soul) The once mighty population of the human race lay upon the blackened, charred remains of the earth. My nostrils yearn for the scent of death to fill the air. Humans stand on the shores of utter destruction as they await death. They will watch as their limbs are ripped from their body. They will watch as their skin melts into the ground. They will watch as I decimate their world.