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Another gray day dawning over quiet castle towers

Beneath the silence burns the timeless

lust for power

You feel their eyes upon you as you walk

the halls alone

They never thought it would be you

who'd take the throne

Ah, but in the tower you found the key

The ancient book of the Sorcerer Queen

And in its pages you have read the kingdom's fate

Your destiny awaits!

Open the book, unlock the gate,

your destiny awaits!

You feel their baggers searching for your each

and every scar

They all assume you're just as

They all think that you're the pawn in their

brilliant little schemes

But it's your endgame,

and this pawn becomes the queen

In the garden there is a tree

And under the tree, the water runs free

And, like that spring, you must burst forth

and claim your fate

Your destiny awaits!

Open the book, unlock the gate, your destiny awaits!

The sun is riding high, the coronations is nigh

The hour is late, the bells toll for your fate

Your destiny awaits!

Enter the throne room

You hold the scepter in your grip

Open the book and let these words escape your lips:

"Powers of darkness and of light, hear me cry!

May those who haunt me be undone

They seek my blood but find only their own

May their bodies turn to stone

And line the pathway to my throne!

Poison-speakers, drunk on lust

Living statues will crumble to dust

Faces frozen in shock, nonplused

Until they finally turn into dust!"

Set down the book, your work is done,

you stand alone

Now... take the throne!