Back Again
I killed you in the morning,
My sword through your heart,
You rose again undead,
By Gods, how I hate that part.
I killed you this afternoon,
With mace and holy water,
You rose once more undead,
Like it didn't even matter,
Now it is the evening,
And I see you're back again,
I am tired of killing you,
Oh, will this never end!
Now I have some torches,
And oil for lanterns meant,
Our cleric is waiting too,
I hope this slays a Revenant.
Thanks to Roger (Alacrity) Briant for this contribution!
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