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Necromancer (Wildpath)

Madness in his head, his heart's filled by the rage Cause his wife has been taken by the plague Of the devil who darkened his holy soul Return for the way to save her Gaining power by the corpses he wakes Blood is flowing while hope is growing Reason and faith fade away He lives his nights like his days Graveyards are quickly empty But the undead are ugly Might of a God, for playing with Death Curse of doom love, is such a madness There's always some hope, Lord, send me a sign Her soul may be lost, but love never dies Flesh, bones and movement but no trace of soul He could have managed to rule all the world Love blinds his mind, he wants her by his side Now’s the time to try to reopen her eyes There's always some hope, Lord, send me a sign Her soul may be lost, but love never dies Trading a life, some useful sacrifice Trusting the fire can turn hope in ice From every crypt, every tomb, quakes this dark fury The gate of shadows are now opened All the undead running towards their master This hopeless and now disarmed necromancer Fleeing can save everything but all seems to be lost He runs, he's lost, forever Suddenly he feels in his veins the power of life His will is not bad, the sky not spiteful All the undead running towards their Father This reborned mind, brightened by angel’s glance Feelings can save everything, even when there's no hope He wins, he loves, forever