Locked away deep in his tower
He seeks forbidden wisdom, otherworldly power
None know of his shrouded past
Nor from where his knowledge was amassed
On the chamber door, one cryptic crimson rune
And he holds the power of the moon
Horrid shades of dancing flames, violet smoke and clamoring chains
Alchemy, pyromancy, the wizard and his sorcery
He knows the truth of what will be
Ancient texts give him ten thousand worlds to see
A catastrophic rip in time
No escape when the bells begin to chime
On the chamber door, one cryptic crimson rune
And he holds the power of the moon
Horrid shades of dancing flames, violet smoke and clamoring chains
Alchemy, pyromancy, the wizard and his sorcery
He could save the world with a flick of the wrist
But he'll leave them to their fate, and depart into the mist
One cryptic crimson rune
And he holds the power of the moon
Shades of dancing flames, violet smoke and clamoring chains
Alchemy, pyromancy, the wizard and his sorcery
One cryptic crimson rune
The power of the moon
The wizard and his sorcery