High above the harbor wall
Where the winter shadows fall
Cold air bites the tower stone
Working in the dark alone
Yellow wax begins to drip
Steady hand and tighter grip
Ancient ink on vellum skin
Where the heavy spells begin
Burn the candle, chase the light
Racing through the dead of night
Ink and oil on heavy page
Lock the magic in a cage
Neverwinter sleeps below
While the golden embers glow
Syllables like jagged glass
Waiting for the hour to pass
Burn the candle, chase the light
Racing through the dead of night
Ink and oil on heavy page
Lock the magic in a cage
The clock is ticking on the wall
One wrong word and all will fall
Tear the curtain, break the seal
Make the hidden power real
Copper rings and iron keys
Bending all the natural laws
Ink is black as raven wings
While the lonely tower sings
Dawn is breaking on the bay
Turning all the blue to grey
Close the book and blow the flame
Now the stars forget his name
Burn the candle, chase the light
Racing through the dead of night
Ink and oil on heavy page
Lock the magic in a cage
Lock it in a cage.
Just another fare.
End of the line.
