Submit, kneel before your master.
He’s got you now, you’re gone for sure.
You are a doll, he is the pin.
Ask yourself why woods are dim.

Dark forest necromancer.
Spreading necrocancer. Evil.
Succumb, to the god of vermin and lust.
Your hope has faded, tears of blood and rust.

You are an anvil, he is the hammer.
You are a nail, he is still the hammer.
I tell you dear, you never should’ve come here.