Nov. 02, 1898 "I have succeeded... but to what means? What have I truly done? I have murdered. I have killed. I used the book... the Necronomicon. The dreaded book of spells, I used it to conjure forth that foul dark slithering thing from out of shadows!" NECROMANTIC WAYS We calls to the dead, the summoning Gods of shadows, He's conjuring We woefully accepts, the arrangement A blood drenched corpse, in atonement Thru necromantic ways This child shall live, another day We give to the dead, these offerings A death for a life, is what it brings Year after year, the bodies pile high Each dead count, as a year gone by Thru necromantic ways This child shall live another day! Thru necromantic ways We give sacrifice In death, a life for a life On his dead wife's grave The coffin born It's a life he shall save...