Uploaded July 2026 | Updated September 2026, 1 week ago

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The necromancer sounds the war drums. ⚔️ This is a dark symphonic metal WAR MARCH for the School of Necromancy wizard: pounding double kick like ten thousand bone feet in step, distorted rhythm guitars, ominous orchestral strings and a sinister choir answering the master's call. 🔥 They cursed his name, burned his books and left him to die. Now the dirt they threw him in is a kingdom, every grave answers when he calls, and every hero who falls against the horde stands back up and joins it. Rise. March. The undead legions are coming. 💀

The necromancer returns: a full reimagining of our 2024 classic Rise from the Grave, rebuilt from the ground up.

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Fan-made music for the D&D community — AI-assisted production (vocals & instruments generated with AI).

LYRICS:
Six feet under
You hear the drum
Your master calls
Your hour has come

Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!
Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!

They cursed my name and burned my books
They drove me out to die alone
But the dirt they threw me into
Was a kingdom and a throne
I heard the buried whisper
Ten million voices deep
They only need a master
To wake them from their sleep

Up from the dirt
Out of the deep
Death was never
Yours to keep

Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!
Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!

Ring your bells and man your walls
It will not change a thing
Every hero that I fell
Stands back up and serves his king
From every field and churchyard
From every sunken keep
My legions grow by thousands
The harvest that I reap

Up from the dirt
Out of the deep
Death was never
Yours to keep

Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!
Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!

They should have let me rest in peace
They should have feared the quiet man
Now every grave on every hill
Is rising at my command

Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!
Rise! Rise! Undead legions rise!
March! March! Till the whole world dies!

Left! Right! The dead keep time!
Left! Right! The world is mine!
Left! Right! Until the dawn!
My legions marching on and on