Efficacy to speak with the deceased
In a evil form of necromancy
An art of raping the dead
Of memory of their being
Open the corpse up
Breath in the stagnant gas
Ritual of infinity
Stealing a dead mans life
Of knowledge
Descend in to the way of all flesh
Necromancy mortician sees past d**h
Ripped means, dissecting past thoughts
Ceased organs, information this gives
Sick dead surgery
Dig deep within this rotting autopsy
Tear out the secrets of his past
The mind the only thing left
Crack open braincase
Essential fluids lie
The final step, informed dissection
Nothing form him can hide
Hands engulf the cerebrum
Mouth on the skull, liquid slides down slow
Taste the basis of all life
The desecration of a dead man
He will die slow
Infected from decay
Grotesque taste of rancid mentality
d**h will occur rapidly
Revenge for his acts, to die this time
Darkness fills his eyes
Necromancer now dies
Rotten entrails from this evil ritual
Poisoned bloods infects
He falls to crack his skull
The ritual of infinity
Eviscerated corpse ceased his life
Forbidden acts against souls
Slicing and digging with knives
Never curse the dead
Because the dead cant die twice.