Iblis The Rotten Lich (Patreon)

Its broken soul is fleeting,
the heart no longer beating

Why does it torment the living?
What they did so unforgiving?

With the stinking yellow
it summons an undead fellow

with the glowing red
it sparks you dead!

Oh Iblis, you devil, please do not lift a finger!
and tell us why you so desire to stay and linger? 

Was it ill fate or a cruel blow
that convinced you not to go?

Tell us fast and tell us quick,
why you desire to make us sick?