Dawn of the Necromancer

Ancient Evil rises, rises from the tomb
Rotten flesh awakens from eternal doom
Summoning the spirit of the Evil Dead
Black Magic, witchcraft, time to cast the spell

DAWN OF THE NECROMANCER

Say the words of darkness, in the ritual pit
Let the candles burning, summon the deceased
Lord I command you set those spirits free
Hear these words of evil and necromancy

DAWN OF THE NECROMANCER

Tonight I invoke the dead to rise from their prison grave
Tonight they shall walk the earth to hunt for their living prey

The sky is turning red; blood’s flowing like a stream
The air smells like rotting flesh, no one can hear your screams

DAWN OF THE NECROMANCER

Invoke the dead, Invoke the dead

NECROMANCER, NECROMANCER

Ancient Evil rising, rising from the tomb
Rotten flesh awakens from eternal doom
Summoning the spirit of the Evil Dead
Black Magic, witchcraft, time to cast the spell

DAWN OF THE NECROMANCER