I have studied bow and sword Physical weapons leave me bored And I have trained as a smithy But the anvil leaves me weary I read the minds of my peers They fear the power of the seers The fools fear evolution Don't accept I'm a magician
You fucking know you're a failure at war I don't need wizards to sell me no law You're a disgrace to the garrison, redemption is here in a pint of medicine
I feel the magic within me Conjuration is my destiny Heavy armour is so crude My love for robes is misconstrued I respect my ancestors axes But I yearn to wield a jewelled staff I do not fear the battleground My lightning bolts will raze the ground
Get out of our village and start your vision quest But don't expect a welcome from the dark elves in the mountains Maybe the wilderness will teach you how to fight There is no forgiveness from the wraiths in the black of night Your magic is too weak even if it's in your blood You will fail as a mage ‘cos you're an orc who never did no good
You dare address the mages guild Asking your dreams be fulfilled Don't waste your time return to your clan And make it hasty while you still can Not in thousand, thousand years Has an orc drunk the magic tears Go back fool whence you came Your presence will bring only shame
Fuck you and your entitled place of learning Your dumb dismissal will not dilute my yearning I'll learn the magic ways from the earth itself I will acquire knowledge by mystery and stealthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
