Ancient tales and forgotten songs tell of former times a magic world, where the dragons fly spreading out their flames
In this place good and evil still fighting in between stood a powerful being
He was wearing a black cloak and he was half human just one word from his mouth could make mountains turn into dust
Won't you honor him with a thought or a smile and will you tell his tales to those you leave behind will you cry a tear for a time long bygone then he will live on 'cause he was the wizard he was the one
A tower so deep black, the night sky was nothing compared to that and that's where he lived behind the walls that could hold back time itself
He was a seer of past, present and future times so filled with the wisdom that he could convince you with a rhyme
He was wearing a black cloak and he was half human just one word from his mouth could make mountains turn into dust
Won't you honor him with a thought or a smile and will you tell his tales to those you leave behind will you cry a tear for a time long bygone then he will live on 'cause he was the wizard he was the one