And the Necromancer said
My love’s undying
Even though you’re dead

So I’ll build you a tomb
Like the Fates weaving
On the ancient loom

And I’ll hear the mourner’s cries
At the necropolis where
Your body and my heart lies

I’ll haunt your grave like a hell hound
I’ll wait patiently knowing
I’m destruction bound

And once all the rest have gone
I’ll make you rise
Like a wrathful dawn

I’ll spill goat’s blood in a stone bowl
I’ll sing mad songs at midnight
For a chance to kiss your soul

And the Necromancer said
This is love undying
May the Devil take my head.

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