Traveling northward
Long past the great sands
The highest of mountains
Calls out my name
And up on its summit
A crystal tower was built
The home of a wizard
Whose darkness is true

Cold was the wind
And tall were the trees
The yellow eyes of wolves
All watching me
Striking down devils
With blade and bow
The light on the tower
Began to grow

Cut through the thicket
Until the tower I found
The call of the wizard
Echoes around
Spiraling steps
The glow of his room
An old wooden door
Green light on the floor
Shining and shining
A thunderous roar