The School Of Evocation, Wizard, Classes Of Dnd, Dungeons And Dragons

The School Of Evocation, Wizard, Classes Of Dnd, Dungeons And Dragons

The Unbroken Kings

Длительность: 4:10
Год: 2025
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I call the storm the frost, the flame
My will ignites to rule the game
An evoker's heart with power unbound
I shake the earth with a deafening sound

Searing flames from my hands take flight
A blazing arc to burn through the night
With arcane might I break their line
My spells of fire make armies resign
With crackling bolts my art will soar
The battlefield bows to my magic's roar

I am the storm the quake the tide
Raging chaos spread ever wide
In my domain my magic reigns
I strike with flames till none remains
Evocation that none can withstand
An arcane force to reshape the land

Bitter cold I freeze the fray
Ice shards fall where my foes decay
Friends won't be harmed the group I shield
I rule the magic on this field
Through scrolls and books more might I gain
Dragons and orcs will reel in pain

Rolling thunder my voice resounds
Lightning cracks where my will abounds
I sculpt the storm my heart's desire
Each spell a burst of electric fire
A channeling surge I push past the brim
My magic roars with a primal hymn

I am the storm the quake the tide
Raging chaos spread ever wide
In my domain my magic reigns
I strike with flames till none remains
Evocation that none can withstand
An arcane force to reshape the land

Acid burns through stone and steel
My art's a force that none can heal
Am I a savior or chaos born
My power's sting both loved and scorned
With every chant I break the earth
An evoker's skill a proven worth

Kings and tyrants I will dethrone
I walk a path of fire and stone
Each spell I cast a world remade
An arcane glow that will not fade
From distant wars to the heart's own quest
My evocation outshines the best

I am the storm the quake the tide
Raging chaos spread ever wide
In my domain my magic reigns
I strike with flames till none remains
Evocation that none can withstand
An arcane force to reshape the land

The embers fade the storm grows still
Yet echoes linger of my magic's will
With spells unyielding my skill holds fast
Let armies come they will not last