The Inescapable Bond of the Necromancer

Forgotten voices that nobody hears, tormented voices hurting and conteptous voices that assault me and torture me sadisttycally
Possesor of a gift that haven't requested, bond between the imperceptible darkside and the manifest reality
Able to talk, evoke and listen to the unfortunate thoughts and unexpressed resentments, wich the ones condemned to live this dimension, need a receptor in life, for a total relief of their mordacious notices

But the violence of the messages increases every day and the simple oral expression of an unfulfilled revenge, takes step to the real physical aggression, on the part of nonexistent beings, beings that you thus try to use the necromancer like tool to make up for satisfactorily
You!!we will continue torturing yourself, scratching the skin, removing each of your hairs, twisting your genitals, gagging you tenaciously, and then you'll be our impacable paid assasin in this desirable intention to infringe the death from the death
We innocent victims turned inefable assasins, we needed you like only living instrument, to fulfil in fact our stipulated aims, for it you'll haven't espace...until then