The wizard
On rungs of gold
The wizard does climb
With strings unseen
The wizard will glide
On wings of air
The wizard will fly
Through the eyes of a raven
The wizard will see
Casting his spells
On you and me
With a wave of a hand
And a swish of a sleeve
The wizard will rise
Above it all
With words unheard
The wizard will start
The beginning of the end
Of troubles unheard
To stop all of the troubles
In this wild untamed world
This is the task
Set to the wizard
This the wizard tries
With all his might
But in the end he gives up his fight
For the will of man
Is more than he can fight
