The wizzard steps into the light 

White dragon standing by his side 

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 in 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