Its better than, being a witch!
To raise undead, seems so much fun
And then I'll, blot out the sun
Hordes of zombies, willed by me
T'would be great, cant you see?
Destroy the world, with curses dark
Even erase, every city park
Earth as we know, will be gone
The undead, will be our brawn
Klingons will, pose no threat
of undead might, they will fret
Nation's borders, be no more
A world unified, as before
Should aliens try, to attack
They will find us, sharp like tacks
Ever brilliant, as I am
I wont say, "I am Sam"
To be a lich, what a life for me
Glory grand, from sea to sea