G. Graves
G. is 26 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Casket Crew.
G. is also known as "Dullahan".
G. is located in Bucharest at Fitness Bucharest.
G. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
I can’t wait to go solo.
Necromancer
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Song Details
Necromancer is Singalong music in tempo Presto. The music is splendid and the lyrics are wonderful. The song was written 3/6/2024 by G. Graves. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
44 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
20 |
| Genre: |
Punk Rock |
| Owner: |
Casket Crew |
| First Revealed: |
3/7/2024 |
Dominant Instruments
Drums
Electric Guitar
Bass Guitar
Lead Vocals
Backup Vocals
Special Lyrics
**Verse 1:**
In the depths of the night, where shadows twist and bend,
Lies a figure cloaked in mystery, at the world's end.
Summoning the spirits, with a whisper and a chant,
The necromancer dances, in a trance, they enchant.
**Chorus:**
Necromancer, keeper of the dead's last dance,
In your hands, the lines of fate and chance.
With every spell, you weave the night's romance,
Necromancer, in death's embrace, you glance.
**Verse 2:**
Through the graveyard's mist, where silence speaks in bones,
The necromancer's calling, in a voice as cold as stones.
They hold the keys to secrets, in the darkness, they roam,
Master of the arcane, in the crypts, they find their home.
**Chorus:**
Necromancer, conjurer of the shadows' flight,
In your eyes, the fire of the abyss shines bright.
With every incantation, you summon the night,
Necromancer, in your grasp, death clings tight.
**Bridge:**
Whispers of the past, echo in their spell,
Dancing with the ghosts, in a timeless well.
The veil between worlds, they effortlessly dispel,
Necromancer's curse, under their spell, we fell.
**Verse 3:**
So beware the allure, of the necromancer's power,
For at the witching hour, the boundaries sour.
They walk the line between life and death's bower,
In their garden of night, the dead flowers tower.
**Chorus:**
Necromancer, in the moonlight's eerie embrace,
With a touch, you blur the mortal trace.
In your world, the dead find their grace,
Necromancer, in the dark, you trace.
**Outro:**
So if you wander far, into the night's deep heart,
Where the world of the living and the dead depart.
You may find the necromancer, in the art,
Of summoning the shadows, where the end is the start.