Feel my spell Rise from hell Come and tell What is to come, what does our fate have in store? Can you see Destiny Speak to me Rise from your tomb, walk like the living once more! Feel - my - spell Rise - from - hell Can - you - see Speak - to - me Haunting visions spinning in his head He wonders how the future will unfold The necromancer's bringing back the dead For our fate soon to be foretold Beyond this lifetime There's wisdom in the sphere of death You'll know the future Once you've exhaled your final breath The necromancer Can read you like an open book Your bleeding message Written out in the life they took Feel - my - spell Haunting visions... Out on the graveyard A priest is kneeling by a tomb He whispers curses The undead rise to speak of doom Tormented spirits Deprived of their eternal sleep The future's secrets They will no longer have to keep Feel - my - spell Haunting visions... Enchanted corpses Roaming the night, prepared to haunt Those who have summoned them Giving them what they'd never want A quest for answers Be careful what you ask, my friend To necromancers Relentless honesty's the end Feel - my - spell Haunting visions... Beyond this lifetime...