From his childhood he was weak, he got to know humiliation.
An outcast in this world he looked for the meaning of his power,
And in magical books, when he found consolation,
He stepped onto the winding path of magic.
He didn't ask, he didn't ask for help -
He saw the light, he saw the answer.
He didn't want it, he didn't want it, but night
Will leave a mark on his soul!
You are the Dark Wizard - you are condemned,
That is the price, that is the rule!
And now he's the master of his incantations
And he can turn a sunny day into night,
But the time has come, and there is no more wishes
And magic can no longer help.
He didn't ask, he didn't ask for help -
He saw the light, he saw the answer.
He didn't want it, he didn't want it, but night
Will leave a mark on his soul!
You are a Dark Wizard - you are condemned,
That is the price, that is the rule!
A black robe
Will not save you from nightmares.
Mortuary ring
Of the bells of your soul.
The price is great,
Because knowledge - is Power,
One that soars high,
Can fall down very low.
You have to hold your will inside your fist,
Face the world and take a step,
But for now you are the Dark Wizard!
In magical flame the books are burning,
The soul of the sorcerer is ablaze -
Because alongside the magic he himself is dying,
But a new life he will find in The New Day!
He didn't ask, he didn't ask for help -
He saw the light, he saw the answer.
He didn't want it, he didn't want it, but night
Will leave a mark on his soul!
You are the Dark Wizard - you are condemned,
That is the price, that is the rule!
A black robe
Will not save you from nightmares.
Mortuary ring
Of the bells of your soul.
The price is great,
Because knowledge - is Power,
One that soars high,
Can fall down very low.
You have to hold you will inside your fist,
Face the world and take a step,
But for now you are the Dark Wizard!
You are the Dark Wizard.
The Dark Wizard!!!