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