Dedicated to Ronnie James Dio - R.I.P

Behind every story must be a history
Behind every lie must be a truth

Before a legend turns to myth
It must be twisted out of hand
Behind the twisting of the words you may have heard
There glows an ember - secret of sincerity

He was the wizard
The chieftain of his clan
The greatest of his breed

The birth of a nation
The Odysseus star
It came like a thunder through the midst of time
Pierced through the scarred
Those who saw him rise
Were soon to fall
Those who saw him rise
He came to clear the land of those
Who prayed upon the weak
He came to free the sons of evil fathers
Who would dare to speak his name
He came to sow the seeds of hope
Across the bloody land
All this and more, the power in the wizard's mighty hand

Father Constance rode a chariot of fear
He drove the people screaming praying for deliverance
The constant difference of love and hate
Was withering away

The Wizard came and Father Constance fought
Through night and night and day

People came to witness every blow
The shock of fire and lightning rain down hard
And rude Father Constance, fell to his knees
A deathly pale, the wizard took his final breath away

The only thing he feared was in the darkness of his heart
The only thing he feared will one day tear his very soul apart

(The only thing he feared was in the darkness of his heart)
How can you deny his power?
How can you deny his majesty?

Hidden away, a shack of despair and solitude
No one saw the torture in his selfish nemesis
Have you seen the wizard?
Have you seen his majesty?

Have you seen the wizard?
Have you seen his majesty?
How can you deny his power?
How can you deny his majesty?
700 years of keeping evil from the world
700 minutes locked away from all he loved
700 seasons till they found him
Nothing left but dust… nothing left but dust

The wizard came to nothing
Just as all who came before
Came to nothing
Just as everything that came before
Behind every story must be a history
Behind every lie must be a truth