Skies Rain And Speak
Of magic long lost in the pages of time
Cadre Of Sorcery
handed down from supreme beings
And the wise stand underground in the caverns of 
cauldrons
Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of 
men we run among them
Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of 
wizards
Secret Society
trained under watchful eyes of the sages
In the theater of gods, we are but dealt as chess 
pieces
Stand before the wizard council and place your stamp on 
the rites of war
Run among the old breed, for tonight in the fields of 
men we run among them
Yet take heed, for now we are part of the war of 
wizards
Wands raised and laid slain upon this land cracked open
An entity in the sky watches over us
To be written forever in the annals of spellcraft 
A god amongst men through the pages
The Council awaits the results of the glorious
Between man and magic only one can remain