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Written by: Watchman
Posted on: Frbruary 19, 2001
An Ode to the Dead Man
Do you feel the hair on the back of your neck stand on end?.....to late......SHHH lie still look into my eyes and see your soul leave as I pull my blade out. Feel the poison run through your veins. I am the mother with no womb...I take life and return it to a shadow of what it was...you're mine now...to do my bidding. Fight your brothers and your sisters, celebrate your new life with there death....become there grin reaper or let them be yours. I cast a dark shadow over the battle field....I am the raven of war...picker of the dead...I a the plague with no cure....I am the disease with only one name......
Necromancer
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