Does he guide the ones that are astray
Does he offer peace for those who pray

Does he walk with those in the shade
Does he tend to the light that now shall fade

Does he walk with those in the shade

I, the itinerant mentor
Offer guidance and relief
For you who meander through
This labyrinth that is life

I, the glow of the sun
Hurls the vapor away
The mist that makes
The night even darker

His shade that makes you all shiver
The freezing cold of his stare

For you who knew nothing but fear
There is nothing for you in here

On this cold northern winter night
On the winter plains so white
You reach out with your frostbit hands
Feel your mind transcend

Out of this world

I, the voice in the winds
Hear me roar through the woods

I, the storm that crush the giants
The storm that leave the small standing