Wiz

Candlemass

Thunder and lighting, action, come fire, come rain

The wizard is playing god in his armchair again

Cyberlike snake eyes they burn

The man with the black cat will show us what tricks he has learned

Abraxas, Abraxas, he's building cathedrals of air

Climbing the skies like a madman because they are there

Magic master control

He's hiding in a secret black hole

Man of Miracles, who are you and what you can do?

Will you live forever in your den feeling so blue?

Magic master control

He's hiding in a secret deep black hole