Tortured by the servants of light till d**h countless aeons ago Summoned forth by evil spells to rule over all of Oerth Fully adorned with rotting flesh Ruler of the mighty Graz'zt Blackened demon, warrior of hell Being sent forth to cleanse this land Knight of the living dead Granted with a magic sword to sever endless limbs from flesh In search of the Final Key buried beneath the Ashen Desert Through the City Out of Mind to join the artefact of three Silent white beings scathe the halls of a place lost long ago Knight of the living dead All Theoparts he does possess Rejoined to the horror of all The skies turn black above the forming mist As he rises from the grave Scathing Oerik, perishing life Destroying the weak and feeble beings From the mountainous Pennor Hills To the woods of the Inferno Peaks Our forces grow in strength Armies of hate without remorse Willingly they k** and fight Arise creatures of the night