the wizzard steps into the light a white dragon standing by his side a dark sorcerer summoning demons on wings of blackest angels he shall ride on through the night killing the light his sword is raised into the sky thunder of the gods is on his side the dragon spits his fire into the night sorcerer of hell will fall and die the wizzard screaming retribution dragon spreads his wings in victory the darkened land now burning bright surrounded in a brilliant neon light into the sun we are as one