Blasé Into Demise
Months have passed, been trapped here for so long
Eternally I won't refuse to stay strong
The sick cruel mind of the necromancer
His questionable actions he must answer
Held hostage to fulfill apathy
Seems like it's been an eternity
His feeling of satisfaction that has passed
Soon to be changed with spells cast
Destiny is flashing before my eyes
The townspeople hear my deathly cries
It's all for nothing cause they're under control
By the mysterious man that they don't know
Forcing them to inflict misery
Making my body all shivery
Getting bored, experiencing blasé
Soon to make my world turn gray
Then he cast a deathly spell that
Will make me thrash around and
All the crowd will forever
Laugh and tease until my eventual death
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
After being long overrun, i have met my demise
All occured because of vicious lies
The necrolord shall bring me from the dead
Slaughter, slayer, screaming bloodshed
Live an eternity to experience bane
Forever causing internal pain
To endure his everlasting ordeal
To his people it's a great appeal
No way to end this life of mine
The necrolord has crossed the line
Left powerless, nothing I can do
Forever alone, far away from my crew
One day i'll bring their town hell
The same day they hear the town's bell
Just wait for the day you all die
Then you can say goodbye!
Then he cast a deathly spell that
Will make me silent and afraid of
All the crowd with no intents of
Hurting me, but i remain afraid
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
Eternally I won't refuse to stay strong
The sick cruel mind of the necromancer
His questionable actions he must answer
Held hostage to fulfill apathy
Seems like it's been an eternity
His feeling of satisfaction that has passed
Soon to be changed with spells cast
Destiny is flashing before my eyes
The townspeople hear my deathly cries
It's all for nothing cause they're under control
By the mysterious man that they don't know
Forcing them to inflict misery
Making my body all shivery
Getting bored, experiencing blasé
Soon to make my world turn gray
Then he cast a deathly spell that
Will make me thrash around and
All the crowd will forever
Laugh and tease until my eventual death
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
After being long overrun, i have met my demise
All occured because of vicious lies
The necrolord shall bring me from the dead
Slaughter, slayer, screaming bloodshed
Live an eternity to experience bane
Forever causing internal pain
To endure his everlasting ordeal
To his people it's a great appeal
No way to end this life of mine
The necrolord has crossed the line
Left powerless, nothing I can do
Forever alone, far away from my crew
One day i'll bring their town hell
The same day they hear the town's bell
Just wait for the day you all die
Then you can say goodbye!
Then he cast a deathly spell that
Will make me silent and afraid of
All the crowd with no intents of
Hurting me, but i remain afraid
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
His pleasance is weary, apathy is pure
(He finds his way into my brain)
Casting spells with no real cure
(It makes my mind twisted, driven insane)
Feel no remorse and feel no guilt
(For days they will all be diverting)
His power is passively being built
(For their own pleasure they are hurting me)
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