Up in the forest In the lonely hills Stalking his kill He looks over mankind Waiting to strike at the perfect time Mankind's gonna fail The world is in his grasp Heed the fucking wizard This day may be your last Waiting all this time Planning his chance to rule Heed the mountain wizard He's coming after you! He's waited all these years To cast the perfect spell To rid this world of humans And spend them straight to hell He waves his staff at an unsuspecting city below And the clouds above start to swirl as it lights a greenish glow First Strike: Earthquakes, lighting crashes, fire spreads As he watches on with a smile as he counts the number dead Second Strike: Buildings' falling across death and sickness is at hand Third Strike: Ashes ruble all that's left, victims breathe their dying breath Fourth Strike: The spell has worked after all The wizard standing proud and tall