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Published on Jul 4, 2012
In part three our beloved villain raises the dead and gains power... The war continues. Another solo by Wizard.
Accursed Wound -- Netherworld's Prize
Alive! Heavy dead night Swollen stinking air Constant rain Open the earth For fresh dead to rise Zombies, tormented faces still in place Rigor mortis, the dark one wanders Above them now, seeks a netherworld's prize A soul still looming Easy prey A body to prolong
With a sword Pry the cold Coffin open
Alive.... Bind the souls and feed him Where in life is honor Is mine only now in death Simply struck in terror Under the ground
"Yah yah yah yah yah..."
So in time this cemetery nursery Feeds the war And leads me to the crown.