The Wizard's Vengeance

Underneath his boulder fortress

The Wizard plots the King's demise

Mixing potions, sifting powders,

Watching with his evil eyes

The body count has risen

From sorcery that he's performed

Experiments of bloody torture

Murderous plagues the people mourn

He sends the falcon hunting as he looks into the

crystal

Sees lords and ladies dancing at the new kings

celebration

He puts his fingers to his chin to plan his best

surprise

Demonic brainstorms fill his thinking

Sitting in his chamber room

The king will die before morning

And he will step out from the gloom

Fifteen years proceeded slowly

The wizard lived his life alone

Lying many sleepless nights

He vowed that he'd posses the throne

Barring gifts he's riding from the forest to the castle

Standing there with open arms the king will drink the

potion

He'll laugh and dance then find his sleep and die

beneath the moon

The court is total chaos

The guards were summoned much too late

The Wizard stands before them chanting

In silence he decides their fate:

"I am the Wizard, wise and good and

I shall rule from this day on,

The King's untimely passing has left this throne I sit

upon!"

"Do not defy my bidding for my magic has the power

To turn you into statues

If you meet with my displeasure,

You look at me as though

I'm mad but soon you shall be gone!"