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