Here I am for nocturnal necromancy

For the dark magick to perform my rite

Ancient knowledge studied from those old books

Written by sorcerers, written in blood



I am necromancer, I'm questioning deceased

Magick of necromancy at night on the graves

Living human beings I can not trust to them

As I trust to dead ones, raised from their graves



Soil of the graveyard moved by shovel

Oaked lid of coffin, I find from that hole

At the dead of the night cross-screws open

In moon light

I move the lid of casket, there's white-heared dead



Those magic circles around this grave

And casted spells in the air

My magic wand on dead I lay

Wake up, you dead, and obey

Answer for my questions now

With your grim voice speak out loud

I command you by infernal names

For you to obey my orders

Necromancer that's what I am

I raise the dead by magic spell

I ask the questions from the dead

I'm nocturnal necromancer



Necromantic Ritual...!