Necromancy Sublime Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Necromancy Sublime

[Intro]

Verse 1:

Buried in mud,

Six-feet below,

Left for the worms

To eat my bloat.

You thought you

Could be free

From the murder

Brought down on me.

Chorus:

Undead can’t die

And they just don’t lie,

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

You wonder why—

How I could pass you by.

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

Verse 2:

The earth gave way,

The roots untwined,

Out from underneath

I aged like wine.

I rose up strong

And very fast,

You did not think

I could outlast.

Bridge:

I have survived,

My spell’s alive.

Chorus:

Undead can’t die

And they just don’t lie,

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

You wonder why—

How I could pass you by.

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

[Solo]

Bridge:

I am alive,

My spell will thrive

Chorus:

Undead can’t die

And they just don’t lie,

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

You wonder why—

How I could pass you by.

I raise myself to life

Necromancy sublime.

[Outro]

Tittu

Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Offline)
Published: October 17th, 2025 09:19
Comment from author about the poem: A Freaky Friday Frolic—a song born from the shadows and raised through rhythm. Necromancy Sublime stands as a resurrection hymn, blending my love of gothic atmosphere with the pulse of dark rock. This piece marks another step toward my upcoming full-length under TragicLife, but for now, it lives here first.
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