Grimoire

Crafted my grimoire expands
I fill it with magic commands

Knowledge of spells, enchantments and charms, magical binding and jeweling of arms

It holds the secret of life
Death and all of its might

How to live long and kill without pain
How to possess and summon the slain

It's canvassed in flesh from a slave
And bound with hair from her grave

The necromancy I used was dark
It brought death and tore souls apart

I stitched the flesh myself
The sacrifice soon was felt

To bind the book with hair I took
The trust she had I soon forsook

I sliced my own hand for the spell
And sent her soul strait to hell

Only through me me the key flows
For my blood is all that it knows

I seal it shut before the next cut
And feed her eyes to the crows