The Forgotten Necropolis

All my life I’ve lived like a King
Not caring for a single thing
But nowadays I’m scared for my soul
My flesh is dross, blood is foul
I’m defending myself with hate
Arise my warriors, is it too late?
My heart is the coldest stone
Not an organ one would own
My face is the most hideous mask
Covering the Dead Ones with a task
My name lingers on lips, unspoken
Carved on stone, this name is broken
In the empty halls of R’Lyeh, I smile
The name of Midian I turn vile
I’m a wasteland, demonic and fine
As long as I’m here this kingdom is mine!
I am the place you seek when you die
I am the Necropolis, and I never lie