Necromantic Fools

Necromantic Fools

To all those who know the dead they fancy,
Well I've taken up the art of necromancy,
A simple spell and the dead are raised,
Cross my palm with silver and you will be praised,
They will be alive in me once more,
If I seize or collapse to the floor,
Ignore the obvious pain will you,
And focus on the oblivious untruth...

This is fraudulent behaviour,
And I should be punished,
But it really amazes me,
How they seem relinquished,
It's a win-win situation,
And I hope you realise,
This is all a charade,
To let minds rest and entice.

The minds of troubled civilians,
Can be easily aroused,
By the sounds of their dead speaking again,
Whether friends, despised or espoused,
I haven't had a single upset customer,
They always leave highly replenished,
They walk in upset and encouraged,
And they walk out very undistinguished.

This is fraudulent behaviour,
And I should be punished,
But it really amazes me,
How they seem relinquished,
It's a win-win situation,
And I hope you realise,
This is all a charade,
To let minds rest and entice.

Well madam,
Your husband has spoken,
He wants you to be glad that he's corroding,
Just enjoy these moments,
As I battle in limbo,
He wants you to stand and watch with your stance akimbo.

When there are dead,
They don't follow nature's laws and rules,
Just another trap,
For Necromantic Fools...

This is fraudulent behaviour,
And I should be punished,
But it really amazes me,
How they seem relinquished,
It's a win-win situation,
And I hope you realise,
This is all a charade,
To let minds rest and entice.

Ooh... YEAH!

I have to say, this is by far the strangest concept i've seen for a long time. Nevertheless, it's a fantastic piece, and a brilliant idea to write on.

i love that last verse, you really have a gift

could you please check out my lyrics and let me know what you think?

I don't like following the herd of love songs, so I tend to write about the things other lyricists wouldn't dream about writting.