Necromancers two they were
Enshrouded by a Pallid Pall
Entombed in Cryptic Ossuary
Enacting Rituals Nocturnal
the first was famed for Murders three
a Babe, a Bride, a Helpless Crone
their Blood he Fed Tenebrous Trees
and Strung Viscera for the Crows
Abracadaver he was known
his True Name lost in Madness past
Malefic now his Mind had grown
Maimed Malignant in his Flesh
the second’s Deeds were done by Dark
Unseen by Prying Eyes she Preyed
a thousand Lovers she Seduced
a thousand Husks her Passions Flayed
“Hocus Corpus!” left their Lips
as Life she Sucked from Smitten Souls
Enraptured by her Flawless Form
Ensorcelled by her Ghostly Gaze
In Sepulchre they met one Eve
while Harvesting the Grisly Dead
he had no Life on which to Feed
she had no Carcass to Corrupt
Eldritch Appetites they shared
Ghoulish Needs and Ghastly Might
partners in Grotesquery,
had found their Soul-Mate on this Night
their tale is Rife with Gore and Grime
Compelled am I to full Confess
if you Endure till end of Rhyme —
your Heart shall Suffer in your Breast
part the second will appear soon…