Practising Black Magic With Bruce Forsyth

from The Great British Grind Off by Raised By Owls

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Oh, the moonlight cuts through the clouds so bright tonight.
As it shines down upon the graveyard, a great evil stands in plain sight.
This shrouded figure levitates over frost, chanting the names of those whom are long lost.
In the left-hand a book and the right one a blade, summon an army – resurrect and enslave.

A spirit appears.
A female draped in white.
A request; her soul to be free,
from this pitch black eternity.

The earth it trembles, a bellowing wind blows through the air.
Hands start to rise from beneath the soil, their mortal shell shall be used for warfare.
The undead will rise and they will be controlled, his astounding power has begun to unfold.
The darkness will spread all throughout this here land, mere mortals shall worship and obey his commands.

A necromancer intent on evoking bedlam.
The deceased he manipulates.
Humanity will begin to stagnate.

Brucey is the undying.
He has learnt the path to the secret of immortality.
Dare to stand in his way you shall witness the intense force of a malevolent hex.

Nice to see you to see you dead!
Nice to see you to see you dead!
Nice to see you to see you dead!
Nice to see you to see you dead!

He’s claimed this mortal realm.
He’s twisted this world into hell.
His power you cannot deny, the Dark Master he reigns: Lord Bruce Forsyth!

Nice to see you to see you dead!
Nice to see you to see you dead!