I was arcane, for a while, And all I did was spam one button. Arcane blast, and it was over, The mobs were dead and I, I felt empty.
My spec, it was strong, but my hands were far to weak, To spam, one thing, without cramp in my pinky.
But there's a spec, I have, that I never knew, never knew, Arcane for so long, Never had a clue, had a clue, All the raids I've been, fire mages would always win...
So I went Fire on mage, I threw mobs into my flames, Well they burned while I smiled, As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.
When I Scorch, I run, I know right? It's such fun. Fire blast, in your face, Slow fall, Fireball, nothing is better.
Cuz there's a spec, I have, that I never knew, never knew, Arcane for so long, Never had a clue, had a clue, All the raids I've been, fire mages would always win...
So I went Fire on mage, I threw mobs into my flames, Well they burned while I smiled, As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.
I went Fire on mage, And I threw mobs into my flames, Well they burned while I smiled, As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.
Sometimes I remember arcane, Spamming one key was hard back in the day, Even now when I'm throwing my flames, I can't help myself from thinking about arcane...
I went Fire on mage, I threw mobs into my flames, Well they burned while I smiled, As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.
I went Fire on mage, And I threw mobs into my flames, Well they burned while I smiled, As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.