Fumblecharm

[Verse 1] In the realm of spells and arcane lore, There's a mage whose steps are unsure. Tripping over robes, his hat awry, But luck's his friend, he'll never die. [Verse 2] Through the clash of steel and thunder's roar, He stumbles forth, his magic soars. With a clumsy charm, and a crooked smile, He faces the darkness, all the while. [Chorus] Bumbling through the fray, but fate is kind, In the chaos of battle, peace he'll find. A battlemage of luck and guile, In the heat of combat, he'll always smile. [Bridge] [Verse 3] Spells may fizzle, and potions spill, But his spirit burns, with an iron will. Tripping over shadows, in the moon's soft glow, He'll rise again, to face the foe. [Instrumental interlude] [Verse 4] When the dust settles, and the war is won, His legend lives on, under the sun. For in his clumsiness, there lies a grace, A fortunate fate, in every embrace. [Chorus] Bumbling through the fray, but fate is kind, In the chaos of battle, peace he'll find. A battlemage of luck and guile, In the heat of combat, he'll always smile. [Outro] {End}