I'm free-basing midichloriens and the force is, like, an energy that connects and penetrates us all, man.
"Cinematic" Medieval style:
(Emphasis on style, and to hell with the rules)
Winge of bat. Dragyn taile.
Myne spell cast, shal'nt fayle!
Of skull ande bone anyd un-deyd horde?
Piercyd withe arrow! Stabd withe swyrd!
Begone! To Hell! Or whence youe came.
We live! We live! (Another game!)
That was fun.
But my autocorrect is now on fire.
Preliminary spell for Black Plague:
On wings of bat and dragon's tail
I cast mine spell, it shall not fail.
To skulls and bones and undead hordes
we pierce with arrow and stab with swords.
Begone to hell or whence you came
we live to play another game.