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Shivering hands and delirious eyes <br /> | Shivering hands and delirious eyes,<br /> | ||
Brittle voices and manic minds <br /> | Brittle voices and manic minds,<br /> | ||
They roam across the land spreading terror and dismay <br /> | They roam across the land spreading terror and dismay!<br /> | ||
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Walls of fire and arrows of ice <br /> | Walls of fire and arrows of ice,<br /> | ||
Before you can blink they have slaughtered you twice <br /> | Before you can blink, they have slaughtered you twice!<br /> | ||
Death is their companion and doom is their delight <br /> | Death is their companion, and doom is their delight!<br /> | ||
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Malphas' light has never shone on their face <br /> | Malphas's light has never shone on their face.<br /> | ||
The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains <br /> | The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.<br /> | ||
Mages, wild and free <br /> | Mages, wild and free,<br /> | ||
Wicked, wayward wizards <br /> | Wicked, wayward wizards!<br /> | ||
If they're pointing their | If they're pointing their fingers at you,<br /> | ||
You'll soon be crazy, too!<br /> | |||
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In ruins and caverns they hide away <br /> | In ruins and caverns, they hide away,<br /> | ||
Avoiding the sunlight, the brightness of day,<br /> | |||
Uttering curses and hexes into the night <br /> | Uttering curses and hexes into the night.<br /> | ||
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You'll never know what's beneath their disguise <br /> | You'll never know what's beneath their disguise.<br /> | ||
They're masters of fear, illusion, and lies.<br /> | |||
You won't have a chance to say your final prayer <br /> | You won't have a chance to say your final prayer!<br /> | ||
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Malphas' light has never shone on their face <br /> | Malphas's light has never shone on their face.<br /> | ||
The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains <br /> | The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.<br /> | ||
Mages, wild and free <br /> | Mages, wild and free,<br /> | ||
Wicked, wayward wizards <br /> | Wicked, wayward wizards!<br /> | ||
If they're pointing their | If they're pointing their fingers at you,<br /> | ||
You'll soon be crazy, too <br /> | You'll soon be crazy, too!<br /> | ||
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If the magical fire flares up in your head <br /> | If the magical fire flares up in your head,<br /> | ||
Your spirit is filled with frenzy and dread <br /> | Your spirit is filled with frenzy and dread,<br /> | ||
Don't wait or soon all help will all be in vain <br /> | Don't wait, or soon, all help will all be in vain!<br /> | ||
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The Journey to the Water you must take | The Journey to the Water you must take,<br /> | ||
Or else, the fever will deform your shape,<br /> | |||
a | And you'll end up as a hideous monster—the frightful Blue Death!<br /> | ||
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Malphas' light has never shone on their face <br /> | Malphas's light has never shone on their face.<br /> | ||
The Arcanists' | The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.<br /> | ||
Mages, wild and free <br /> | Mages, wild and free,<br /> | ||
Wicked, wayward wizards <br /> | Wicked, wayward wizards!<br /> | ||
If they're pointing their | If they're pointing their fingers at you,<br /> | ||
You'll soon be crazy, too!<br /> | |||
</div> | </div> | ||
</div> | </div> | ||
==Authorship== | ==Authorship== | ||
*Music and lyrics by Frank Bartholomai | *Music and lyrics by Frank Bartholomai | ||
Latest revision as of 00:53, 12 January 2026
The Song of the Wild Mages is one of the Bard Songs in Enderal. It tells the tale of the Wild Mages.
Lyrics
Shivering hands and delirious eyes,
Brittle voices and manic minds,
They roam across the land spreading terror and dismay!
Walls of fire and arrows of ice,
Before you can blink, they have slaughtered you twice!
Death is their companion, and doom is their delight!
Malphas's light has never shone on their face.
The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.
Mages, wild and free,
Wicked, wayward wizards!
If they're pointing their fingers at you,
You'll soon be crazy, too!
In ruins and caverns, they hide away,
Avoiding the sunlight, the brightness of day,
Uttering curses and hexes into the night.
You'll never know what's beneath their disguise.
They're masters of fear, illusion, and lies.
You won't have a chance to say your final prayer!
Malphas's light has never shone on their face.
The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.
Mages, wild and free,
Wicked, wayward wizards!
If they're pointing their fingers at you,
You'll soon be crazy, too!
If the magical fire flares up in your head,
Your spirit is filled with frenzy and dread,
Don't wait, or soon, all help will all be in vain!
The Journey to the Water you must take,
Or else, the fever will deform your shape,
And you'll end up as a hideous monster—the frightful Blue Death!
Malphas's light has never shone on their face.
The Arcanists' Fever has clouded their troubled brains.
Mages, wild and free,
Wicked, wayward wizards!
If they're pointing their fingers at you,
You'll soon be crazy, too!
Authorship
- Music and lyrics by Frank Bartholomai
