The Necromancer's Downfall The Bone Army ~ Part Six

the tainted blood swirled wildly

under the doomed deadman’s moon

like a tornado tail spinning

that late evening in June

lightning flashed like a spotlight

Indirectly striking the bones

raising them into the skyline

every defense exposed

his mistakes danced before him

a reminder of his sins

any hope quickly dimming

as the clattering teeth formed a grin

the lord’s skeleton army

finally free from his grasp

heaven, please help me, he murmured

I command you, remember your task

you were revived with a purpose

my will becoming your own

I beg you, honor your service

and I will replace the flesh to your bones

with that they came to his rescue

honoring the pact that was made

under the spell of the moon

skin recreating their faces

freedom begs a price to be paid

but now, who holds the debt

hold on to your hats, lad's

this battle isn’t done yet