Dwarf - The Necromancer Witch

Hear the screams from the old sanitarium
The widow witch's despair
She was taken one fall from the graveyard
With the corpses she was stripped bare

She has not aged one day since the day they came
Her beauty untouched by the hands of time
Every night she will scream at the pouring rain
Piercing shriek of madness, he was mine!

Summon the dead!

Now she's free to summon him at will
A moonlight traveler, fire in her eyes
No one could touch her beauty or grace
Once he is back no more tears paint her face

She arrives by the graveyard at night
The full moon gives pale light to dust-covered tombstones
As she plants a single rose by his grave
The ritual begins as the ground starts to shake


From a soft mound of dirt just beneath her
Stems a tremble and she moans
Through the fog she can see how he reaches
Straight from the unknown

One hundred years she has longed for him
One hundred years alone
Black magic has reunited them
And they make love until dawn