Life-taking mist emits from the ancient grimoire
A shroud of death surrounds him as he treads the floor
Approaching the cursed area to call them forth
Spirits from Phantom’s Maw, beings of living gore
Wind blows with a violent fervor
It chants, “Dare you go no further”
Plants bloom to defy their nature
Awaiting the nomenclature
Open tome, dark words are spoken
Orbs will glow on staffs of oak when
Dead trees grow, the seal is broken
“Come, I summon thee”
Ah
Afterworld evil, hear my call
Dagger-born people, take it all
Born of the mountain mist and blessed in falling rain
The magic followed him through smooth and rough terrain
The vessel of the flesh that feeds with its decay
Disciple of the path, a destiny retained
Sword in hand, the veins are opened
Land aglow, a crimson ocean
Magic flows through his devotion
“Come, I summon thee”
As his life fades he feels them
In the blackened dirt
“Your sacrifice will be rewarded, precious follower”
The wizard’s purpose now attained
The summoned ghouls begin their reign
“Come, I summon thee”
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