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Devouring what remains in the Canopic jars.

Tomb of the darkest sorcerery within my left hand, wand of abyssal conducting within my right. I seak to feast apon the remains of rotting royalty.

Murmur! Belial! Hades!

Decompose the gates of the living

And reaveal the realm of the rot!

This knowledge I will keep

With this necromancy I will see

Through the ancient eyes

Of a sorcerer beyond our time

Forgotten magick has been revealed to thee.

From the dust and tissue I've deoured.

Drunk off death I laugh with overwhelming power.