I was arcane, for a while, And all I did was spam one button.
Arcane blast, and it was over,
The mobs were dead and I, I felt empty.


My spec, it was strong, but my hands were far to weak,
To spam, one thing, without cramp in my pinky.


But there's a spec, I have, that I never knew, never knew,
Arcane for so long, Never had a clue, had a clue,

All the raids I've been, fire mages would always win...

So I went Fire on mage,

I threw mobs into my flames,
Well they burned while I smiled,
As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.


When I Scorch, I run,
I know right? It's such fun.

Fire blast, in your face,
Slow fall, Fireball, nothing is better.


Cuz there's a spec, I have, that I never knew, never knew,
Arcane for so long, Never had a clue, had a clue,
All the raids I've been, fire mages would always win...


So I went Fire on mage,
I threw mobs into my flames,

Well they burned while I smiled,
As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.


I went Fire on mage,
And I threw mobs into my flames,
Well they burned while I smiled,

As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.

Sometimes I remember arcane,

Spamming one key was hard back in the day,
Even now when I'm throwing my flames,
I can't help myself from thinking about arcane...


I went Fire on mage,
I threw mobs into my flames,

Well they burned while I smiled,
As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.


I went Fire on mage,
And I threw mobs into my flames,
Well they burned while I smiled,

As the flames ran wild across the ground, the ground.