Life is ebbing away from the king
His evil son watches & waits in the wings
His time has come,his father will die
Up in the tower the sorcerer schemes
Tirelessly working fulfilling his dreams
This wicked succession he's pledged to defy
The thunder it roars,the rain crashes down
The lightning it charges the air all around
A magical spell,a spark from a flame
Joins with water,the earth from the ground
The wizard must make his potion
Earth,air,water & fire
Are called on by sorcery,cast in the spire
The sovereign remedy can't be delayed
All through the night he slaves at his task
At last triumpant he raises the flask
The essence is made,the kingdom is saved!
The thunder it roars,the rain crashes down
The lightning it charges the air all around
A magical spell,a spark from a flame
Joins with the water,the earth from the ground
The wizard has made his potion
The essence is made,the kingdom is saved
A spark from the flame,will make him live again