From the recording Revival

Lyrics

Shadows creep, a full moon rising
Hefty price on my head
I awoke to the angered ghosts
That were standing at the foot of my bed
I made a living selling promises
I knew I'd never keep
Now the ghosts of the lies I told
Will never let me sleep

And they said
Necromancer, silver tongue
Seventh son of a seventh son
This thing you're after can't be won
By the hand of a charlatan

Every light in the house went dark
And the walls began to shake
They've come to drag me body and soul
Into that fiery lake

And they said
Necromancer, silver tongue
Seventh son of a seventh son
This thing you're after can't be won
By the hand of a charlatan

For the liar
Only flame
My desire
Be thy name

It took a hundred haunted hands
To drag me down below
Ain't no fate but what we make
I guess that's how it goes

And I said
Necromancer, silver tongue
Seventh son of a seventh son
This thing you're after can't be won
By the hand of a charlatan