The look of disbelief is still in your face

as I watch how your eyes begin to glaze

Your broken body lies in a growing pool

of blood... I have betrayed you, you sorry old fool



But to have your Art makes it worth this crime,

and your former knowledge will soon be mine

In my hands I now hold your Grand Grimoire,

the source of your once great might and arcane lore



[Pre Chorus]

How many times have I not cursed these pages?

It feels like I've been reading for ages

But I can not give up, I have to be patient

'cause your book contains the Art of the Ancient



[Chorus]

Soon your magic will lie in my hands

Every spell, powerful and grand,

of the greatest Art are going to be known to me

And then, my friend, I will no longer be...

the wizard's apprentice



[Solo Dahl]



I have found the key. How could I be so blind?

With the right phrase and the right state of mind

the power explodes in me, burning deep inside

The Art engulfs me in a roaring magic tide



[Pre Chorus]

For how many years have I not yearned and craved for this?

It feels like I have reached eternal bliss

And it does not matter much that my soul is stained

by your death, compared to what I have gained



[Chorus]

Now your magic lies in my hands

Every spell, powerful and grand,

of the greatest Art are now finally known to me

And no more, my friend, will I ever be...

the wizard's apprentice



[Solo Both]



[Bridge]

I am divine, pure energy

The Ancient's power flows in me

But it's to much for my mind to sustain

With a sudden burst of pain

all magic's scorched from my brain,

and I realise that all have been in vain

My Art is forever g