Mistwalker - Penchant for Pendants

Ah!

She seeks out mystical power
In the shade of twilight hours
Uncovering old artifacts
That hold unique enchantments

For hostile rituals
To obtain the residual
Magicka that's contained within
Break the gem, commit the sin

Digging through the ancient tombs
For a mythical silver boon
To acquire what she desires
She would ford the deepest mire

Looking for the buried treasure
To conduct such drastic measures
As evil conjuration
Through gold-enshrined incantation

She's got a penchant for pendants
Got a craving for precious stones
Amulets of dark sorcery
Charged by blessed bones

She's got a penchant for pendants
Got a craving for precious stones
Amulets of dark sorcery
Charged by blessed bones

In the crypt, seeking the glitter
In the caves, shining like winter
In the graveyard, robbing the coffins
For her gold-lust there is no stopping

Like a crow to a shiny thing
She wants the energy of bejeweled rings
She'll get exactly what she wants
In the place where the darkness haunts

She's got a penchant for pendants
Got a craving for precious stones
Amulets of dark sorcery
Charged by blessed bones

She's got a penchant for pendants
Got a craving for precious stones
Amulets of dark sorcery
Charged by blessed bones

Ah!

Written by:
Greg Sweetapple

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