Incantations of the Apprentice

Through eerie reach of ancient woods

Where lumbering mists arise

I journey for nine moons of the year

To where a land of legend lies

Deep within a stony lamp-lit hall

Under falling grains of sand

Magic eyes glance magic pages

Turned by magic hands

And as he spoke I watched in awe

A god's aura in his eyes

Master of all

Darkness fall, spirits arise

Lord of storms, blacken the skies

With heavy breath, I break the seal

Howls echo through the room

Blood lettings of a black raven's heart

Conjure up the wraiths of doom

I cannot heed my master's call

Lakes of fire, writhe and swell

Foolish eyes, while spying prophet's pages

Unleash barons of hell

And as they rose I watched in awe

A god's aura in my eyes

Master of all

Darkness fall, spirits arise

Lord of storms, blacken the skies

Darkness fall, spirits arise

Lord of storms, blacken the skies