| Song | The Wizard's Apprentice |
| Artist | Crystal Eyes |
| Album | Vengeance Descending |
| 作曲 : Dahl, Götesson | |
| Music: Mikael | |
| Dahl - Lyrics: | |
| Andreas Götesson | |
| The look of disbelief is still in your face as | |
| I watch how your eyes begin to glaze | |
| Your broken body lies in a growing pool of blood… | |
| I have betrayed you, you sorry old fool | |
| But to have your | |
| Art makes it worth this crime, and your former knowledge will soon be mine | |
| In my hands | |
| I now hold your | |
| Grand Grimoire, the source of your once great might and arcane lore | |
| Pre Chorus | |
| How many times have | |
| I not cursed these pages? | |
| It feels like | |
| I’ve been reading for ages | |
| But I can not give up, | |
| I have to be patient ‘cause your book contains the | |
| Art of the | |
| Ancient Chorus | |
| Soon your magic will lie in my hands | |
| Every spell, powerful and grand, of the greatest | |
| Art are going to be known to me | |
| And then, my friend, | |
| I will no longer be… the wizard’s apprentice | |
| Solo Dahl | |
| I have found the key. | |
| How could | |
| I be so blind? | |
| With the right phrase and the right state of mind the power explodes in me, burning deep inside | |
| The Art engulfs me in a roaring magic tide | |
| Pre Chorus | |
| For how many years have | |
| I not yearned and craved for this? | |
| It feels like | |
| I have reached eternal bliss | |
| And it does not matter much that my soul is stained by your death, compared to what | |
| I have gained | |
| Chorus Now your magic lies in my hands | |
| Every spell, powerful and grand, of the greatest | |
| Art are now finally known to me | |
| And no more, my friend, will | |
| I ever be… the wizard’s apprentice | |
| Solo Both | |
| Bridge I am divine, pure energy | |
| The Ancient’s power flows in me | |
| But it’s to much for my mind to sustain | |
| With a sudden burst of pain all magic’s scorched from my brain, and | |
| I realise that all have been in vain | |
| My Art is forever gone! | |
| Solo Nyberg, | |
| Dahl Chorus | |
| So now my magic’s no more | |
| My Art is gone, my precious lore has forever been burned away from my very core | |
| And now I am neither the | |
| Master Mage nor the wizard’s apprentice | |
| Just a common man |
| zuò qǔ : Dahl, G tesson | |
| Music: Mikael | |
| Dahl Lyrics: | |
| Andreas G tesson | |
| The look of disbelief is still in your face as | |
| I watch how your eyes begin to glaze | |
| Your broken body lies in a growing pool of blood | |
| I have betrayed you, you sorry old fool | |
| But to have your | |
| Art makes it worth this crime, and your former knowledge will soon be mine | |
| In my hands | |
| I now hold your | |
| Grand Grimoire, the source of your once great might and arcane lore | |
| Pre Chorus | |
| How many times have | |
| I not cursed these pages? | |
| It feels like | |
| I' ve been reading for ages | |
| But I can not give up, | |
| I have to be patient ' cause your book contains the | |
| Art of the | |
| Ancient Chorus | |
| Soon your magic will lie in my hands | |
| Every spell, powerful and grand, of the greatest | |
| Art are going to be known to me | |
| And then, my friend, | |
| I will no longer be the wizard' s apprentice | |
| Solo Dahl | |
| I have found the key. | |
| How could | |
| I be so blind? | |
| With the right phrase and the right state of mind the power explodes in me, burning deep inside | |
| The Art engulfs me in a roaring magic tide | |
| Pre Chorus | |
| For how many years have | |
| I not yearned and craved for this? | |
| It feels like | |
| I have reached eternal bliss | |
| And it does not matter much that my soul is stained by your death, compared to what | |
| I have gained | |
| Chorus Now your magic lies in my hands | |
| Every spell, powerful and grand, of the greatest | |
| Art are now finally known to me | |
| And no more, my friend, will | |
| I ever be the wizard' s apprentice | |
| Solo Both | |
| Bridge I am divine, pure energy | |
| The Ancient' s power flows in me | |
| But it' s to much for my mind to sustain | |
| With a sudden burst of pain all magic' s scorched from my brain, and | |
| I realise that all have been in vain | |
| My Art is forever gone! | |
| Solo Nyberg, | |
| Dahl Chorus | |
| So now my magic' s no more | |
| My Art is gone, my precious lore has forever been burned away from my very core | |
| And now I am neither the | |
| Master Mage nor the wizard' s apprentice | |
| Just a common man |