Masters of Alchemy

Bow before the kingdom of Darkness
The Black Wizard Melatauk calls upon the sky
Evil bidding be done for our king
The fountains of Wayn shall soon be bled dry

Deep in the forests of Ent live
the faeries and dwarves
light magick they bring keeps darkness
from this part of the world

The land of Ishaldor has been covered in blackness
the magic forest the only light left

The Good Wizard lay deep inside the marsh
working on his spells, he chants to the woods,
the trees, the elves, all are connected
this last line of defence where good magick still lives

Conjuring all he could, Melatauk would soon wage
war against his kin
Trudging over the mountains of Uvorn,
the masters of alchemy will begin
their final battle

Black mass forms over the sun
Katulu, his chaos has soon begun
Melatauk chants his evil prayers,
to use him to destroy the last rebels

The call of blackness destroys the sky
and slowing all that was once living
has now died
the forest recedes into nothingness, and
The Good Wizard is cast out into the Netherealm