Overhead, on a snow-laden peak Where gods to the chosen would speak An old sage lost his mind in a trance The last one to know the mystical dance The last of a primeval birthright A keeper of wisdom arcane An equal to nature in his might So passes the last, an end to a reign Dancing in flames as the dawn is no more The smoke and the mist fall in love Light and the shadows are waging a war The shaman still dances above Tears fall from high to the earth far below A powerful soul meets the dawn Doing the rain dance atop dying coal The shaman will dance 'til he's gone Like a beast with a wound, in the hills Clawed away both ice and stone Answers he hunted more than thrills Not dead, nor alive, but alone The last of a primeval birthright A keeper of wisdom arcane An equal to nature in his might So passes the last, an end to a reign Dancing in flames as the dawn is no more The smoke and the mist fall in love Light and the shadows are waging a war The shaman still dances above Tears fall from high to the earth far below A powerful soul meets the dawn Doing the rain dance atop dying coal The shaman will dance 'til he's gone