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