Here take this guiding hand

I lead you through this land and far below

Your journey here might end

Just trust a good old friend, the way he shows

Although it's getting cold

Don't doubt the way you go, I'm here for you

You better close your coat

You're risking a bad throat, don't want you to

Four bad seasons

Way I know

Guiding treason

Way I show

The riders over there

Already brought them where they do belong

So gather with these guys

You fit to very nice - another one

Meet them greet them

Brothers five

Growing stronger

Still alive