Wrath of the Sorcerer (Skullview)

Long ago in a distant land There lived a sorcerer, a mystical man He wore a cloak of gold and a wand Which glowed from his fist His eyes were bloodshot red With an evil wrath in his mind No one man could hold him back For it’s the wrath of the sorcerer’s time All fear the wrath of the sorcerer All heed the wrath of the sorcerer Can you feel the wrath of the sorcerer The magic from his wand Many came from across the hills to see This mysterious god They praised him and begged for mercy To spare their pathetic lives All fear the wrath of the sorcerer All heed the wrath of the sorcerer Can you feel the wrath of the sorcerer The magic from his wand The magic will guide us To his mystical throne Let us free the enslaved child The sorcerer is the master A beggar for the leader of hate Cast out by the demon Urunser Destroyed by an angel of fate Beheaded tortured and slaughtered Burned and tied to a stake Persecuted bastard wizard Gaze into the eye of the snake Hear the screams, mystic dreams Hold him back, feel his wrath, of the sorcerer Wizardry is an awesome power Partake from the fruit of the tree Open eyes of wonder A trip too far to see If you dare to ignite the candle And roam to the Valley Of Gull You shall find the magic And chant the words” “Alantera Malatera Lantar” Many came from across the hills to see This mysterious god They praised him and begged for mercy To spare their pathetic lives