Life is ebbing away from the king His evil son watches & waits in the wings His time has come,his father will die Up in the tower the sorcerer schemes Tirelessly working fulfilling his dreams This wicked succession he's pledged to defy The thunder it roars,the rain crashes down The lightning it charges the air all around A magical spell,a spark from a flame Joins with water,the earth from the ground The wizard must make his potion Earth,air,water & fire Are called on by sorcery,cast in the spire The sovereign remedy can't be delayed All through the night he slaves at his task At last triumpant he raises the flask The essence is made,the kingdom is saved! The thunder it roars,the rain crashes down The lightning it charges the air all around A magical spell,a spark from a flame Joins with the water,the earth from the ground The wizard has made his potion The essence is made,the kingdom is saved A spark from the flame,will make him live again