Necromancer (Kicked Out of Wizard School)
Resurrected through time and space
Born again to rip off your face
Evil wizard born from hate
A million graves he'll desecrate
I conjure from my book
Your grandmother's bones I took
I live again
A thousand armies
Commanded under me
In necromancy
I have a degree
Come on
He dresses in a wizard hat
His minion's got a baseball bat
Necronomicon he has read
Necromancer, master of the dead
I am the one
Satan's son
The master of the dead
He'll take a shit down your head
This is the part where the audience goes
"Hey, hey, hey" etcetera right?
But this is a studio record, so I can't do that
However if I ever play this in like, Antarctica
You know what the fuck to do
I conjure from my book
Your grandmother's bones I took
'Cause I'm the necromancer, I don't give a shit
If you don't like it you can suck my dick
Resurrection is my crime
Necromancy, when it's bedtime
I'm kicked out of wizard school
Because black magic is too cruel
Whatever don't need 'em anyway
'Cause my skeletons spells their doomsday
My minions they conquer all
And then I'll cast a fireball
My black magic is the best
Your grandma's bones is put to the test
I go around and desecrate
An army I will create
Out of bones
Born again to rip off your face
Evil wizard born from hate
A million graves he'll desecrate
I conjure from my book
Your grandmother's bones I took
I live again
A thousand armies
Commanded under me
In necromancy
I have a degree
Come on
He dresses in a wizard hat
His minion's got a baseball bat
Necronomicon he has read
Necromancer, master of the dead
I am the one
Satan's son
The master of the dead
He'll take a shit down your head
This is the part where the audience goes
"Hey, hey, hey" etcetera right?
But this is a studio record, so I can't do that
However if I ever play this in like, Antarctica
You know what the fuck to do
I conjure from my book
Your grandmother's bones I took
'Cause I'm the necromancer, I don't give a shit
If you don't like it you can suck my dick
Resurrection is my crime
Necromancy, when it's bedtime
I'm kicked out of wizard school
Because black magic is too cruel
Whatever don't need 'em anyway
'Cause my skeletons spells their doomsday
My minions they conquer all
And then I'll cast a fireball
My black magic is the best
Your grandma's bones is put to the test
I go around and desecrate
An army I will create
Out of bones
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Johansson
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