Even a King is not indestructible after all
Always paid heed to the warnings
But one dark night
The philosopher magician yielded
To the red eye of the dragon
Watch his spirit rise with the whirlwind

Wisdom rides on brave
wings of remembrance
And we are all sworn to the quest

White halls of splendor
and statues of gold
Fading away into haze

The philosopher magician yielded
To the red eye of the dragon
And these castles can't endure the shock
Ancient statues gazing out toward distant horizons
The spirit always strives to reach higher

Wisdom rides on bave wings of
remembrance And we are all sworn to the quest

White halls of splendor and statues of gold
Memories starting to fade
Away

We are calling you bach through the veils of the Ages
To be by our side once again

Justice rides on cold winds of rebellion
And we are all born in the whirlwind
Why won't you join us to
seek what was lost
I tell you the end is not far
For sone it's the sweet tast of vengeance on the rorocks that kills
For others the desire to do it again
And again
Again