[Intro] [Preface] The young man craving power; Wanted to learn studied hour after hour; Eventually found one who'd share his craft, If the boy'd assist his research path. [Verse 1] As he helped his mentor plan; The old man passed left him his land; The grimoires there unlocked the way; Learned the world day by day; When they came to take his tower; He stood tall and showed his power! [Chorus] The caster stood the magic swirled; The power to reshape the world; Mana crackled from his fingertips, As the words escaped his lips; The power surged the deed was done; The mage's path at last begun! [Verse 2] That young mage secured his place; Displayed his might and earned his space; The young mage's fame did grow; Townsfolk name him the Sage Munroe; And so they came to ask his aid; He'd cast his spells and be well-paid! [Chorus] The caster stood the magic swirled; The power to reshape the world; Mana crackled from his fingertips, As the words escaped his lips; The power surged the deed was done; Once again the sage had won! [Brief guitar solo] [Verse 3] The Sage Munroe now old and grey; Learned still more of the world's way; Experimenting, pulling life apart; Crafting new life, a difficult art; A young man came seeking mentorship; Nostalgic feelings the tables flipped. He taught the lad in exchange for help; Expanding his power he trained the whelp. [Chorus] The caster stood the magic swirled; The power to reshape the world; Mana crackled from his fingertips, As the words escaped his lips; The power surged the deed was done; Once again the sage had won! [Verse 4] Apprentice by his side the sage appeared; The townies thankful when enemies neared; For he would call down the wrath of gods, To smite their foes and even the odds; But he knew 'twas time for him to go; Take care my son, use what you know; The sage, his title passed on, Knew it was time he was gone; When he was done he'd be much changed; But for his exit, all was arranged. [Chorus] The caster stood the magic swirled; The power to reshape the world; Mana crackled from his fingertips, As the words escaped his lips; The power surged, the change was made; The Sage had passed on his trade. [Outro] The mage, he left, and moved apace; Til he found the ruins of an ancient place; He made it his new home, Rebuilding it to suit his tastes; He kept his study going strong; Ascended, hearing goddess' song; So acknwledged, by the dawn; He would join the Pantheon.
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