Spell & Swords

You know all the castles and the dungeons all around
Picking up the power from the ground

Raistlin, when you’re fighting, your mind fly so high
Raistlin, when you’re plundering, there is hope in your eyes
Coming from the fog, in the forest you dwell
You’re praying the gods, and they give you the spells

Put on your armour, you’re ready for the fight
You will arise in the night

Raistlin, when you’re speaking, you’re better than the bards
But nobody knows that you are a wizard
You fought against Sturm, were you really a fool?
We will all missing you, ‘cause you left much to soon