Necromancer, I think I’ve something to say to you
I’m half dismembered and I really should be buried too
I know I keep you amused – but I feel that I’m being used
Oh Lord I couldn’t have died any more
You lured me out of the grave, cos your Followers couldn’t be
brave
You stole my body and I tell you that really hurts
The Morning sun when its in my face really seers and burns
But that don’t worry me much as my eyes are full of worms
I shamble when you give me poke
I know to you its just a joke
But Necromancer I can’t take – any more….
You lured me out of the grave, cos your Followers couldn’t be
brave
You stole my soul that’s a pain I can do without
All I needed was resting place with a few feet of land
But you took my plot from under and with a blast of thunder
You raised me up
All you did was wreck my grave
And in the morning I was a slave
But Necromancer I couldn’t take – any more….
You lured me out of the grave, cos your Followers couldn’t be
brave
You stole my body I couldn’t leave you if I tried
I suppose I could collect my parts and play it cool
Or steal another heart and lungs and try not to drool
Or find myself agent and start to audition for a B Movie Part
Oh Necromancer I wish you’d never found my place …
You made a third class corpse out of me
Oh!! another bit just fell off of me
I have no feelings but I hate you anyway …
[A sad lament sung when Life gets you down
- still better than the alternative]
[Tune Maggie May - Rod Stewart and Martin Quittenton...
