Skies Rain And Speak Of magic long lost in the pages of time Cadre Of Sorcery handed down from supreme beings
And the wise stand underground in the caverns of cauldrons
Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of men we run among them Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of wizards
Secret Society trained under watchful eyes of the sages In the theater of gods, we are but dealt as chess pieces
Stand before the wizard council and place your stamp on the rites of war
Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of men we run among them Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of wizards
Wands raised and laid slain upon this land cracked open An entity in the sky watches over us
To be written forever in the annals of spellcraft A god amongst men through the pages The Council awaits the results of the glorious Between man and magic only one can remain
