Bells of a Necromancer

Windswift: Yay! They put a Garth Nix section up since whenever the last
time was I checked! Now I can post my poem in it's proper place!

Muse: ^^ That's always good, ne?

Windswift: Yep! ^^

Muse: Disclaimer - Windswift doesn't claim to own either "Sabriel",
"Lirael", or "Abhorsen." Therfore, you can't sue her! XD Haha, I bet I just
ruined all your fun!

Windswift: That wasn't the point. . . . but oh well. . . .

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We make the dead rise, we make the dead fall
It all comes about from list'ning to our call.
Necromancer, Mosrael, waking the dead
Horror and fear in all that is said
Abhorsen, Ranna, sleep is its spell
Free magic's dead spirits Ranna will quell
Dyrim, the speaker and silence in one
Belgaer knows of all that is done
Saraneth, binding unto their will
Kibeth causing motion and still
Astarael, sorrow, death is its tune
Death as the true end, coming so soon.

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Okay, so the bells aren't in order, but that's what creative liberties are
for!
Review, please! Onegai! S'il vous plait!