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 
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