Luyện nghe bài hát Necromancer

Born out of hell from the depths of
Purging new graves and defiling the
He satiates with such vile and dark
Omens of dread on night of the ghouls

Raising the dead up the ground
Needs must be fed, sorcerers

Death's his light

afterlife

Feeding on flesh from the that was hallowed
Splintered the bones and in his feast
Danced on the grave of the pure and the
As the moonlight's expelled from the eyes of the

Raising the dead, blasphemy
of dread thrives on remains

Feeding from the

Black ghost

Death's his light

Stealing

Raising the dead, cadaver
said, bodies exhumed

Feeding the host

Black unholy

Death's his light

Stealing

afterlife
Death's his light