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So this is pain

I feel it, I taste it, I crave it, I feel alive

In my core I see red

And a pulsing song that will wake the dead!

Wolves, Saturn knew best

Gnaw on the bone, consume your own

Scream, howl like a banshee

Wail at the terror, it devours you whole

Wicked in blood

Wicked in bone

Wicked don’t rest

And fear’s on a roll

Fear of your mind

Fear of your own

You can’t save your soul

Die, die, die

Rise, rise, rise

Blackhearts rejoice

Light is running bone dry

Cry, cry, cry

Fret, fret, fret

Pray to me

I’m the Necrostar

I smell blue.

I smell green

And all the energy, left unseen

I’ve always hungered for their plight

But with my human mind now, it just feels right!

I’ve chewed on ghosts lost in the stars

I’ve mingled with the Wither Lords;

those cats are bizarre

Who do you think sent the Sky-Shark-a-grams

Or gave the Space Giant SPG’s awful jams?

Commander Walter picked me personally to kill him too

And I of course obliged, or at least I tried to

But not even my dark heart could beat or gore

Or swallow the red in his core

But oh what a taste and oh what a thrill

And now that he’s gone I feel my tendrils spill

Go forth little darlings, go forth to Sol

Gather their little hearts for me to slurp from my bowl

I love all the envy

And fear you create

Fill up my black

Toxic heart with your hate

Don’t try to run

Don’t try to hide

I am the horror

That eats you inside

Die, die, die

Rise, rise, rise

Blackhearts rejoice

Light is running bone dry

Cry, cry, cry

Fret, fret, fret

Pray to me

I’m the Necrostar

There must be something

There must be something

There must be something

There must be something

There must be something

There must be something

There must be something more

To this Vice

To this Love

To this Life

There must be something more

There must be something more

Than this Vice