O ye one eyed old man, you who see it all
You who see the past and all to be
Say, ye one eyed old man. For I need to know
Tell me which path fate has chosen for me

Say does the Northstar still shine on me
Say will I set my loved ones free

O ye one eyed old man. Of ye our elders told
You have been since land and sky was one
And if you really know all that will be, tell me
What the future wants with this young no-one's son

Say does the Northstar still shine on me
What do you see in store for me

Questions, questions. Many you ask
About the future and some of the past
Few have seen what I see. Fewer still will ever know
I gave an eye to see better
And your thirst for knowledge grows

But you, my child, who treads the road of pain
Who have felt such anger. Such that bears no name
Thee shall I nurse as if you were my own son
And this very night your training will already have begun

For I have seen you come for a thousand years or so
And the gods have told me to teach you all that I possess and know
And though my eye no longer sees my hand held out in front of me
I still gaze crystal clear at all that mortal man cannot see

And I see you riding up on a stallion as white as snow
With the speed of the winds and endurance untold
And you wield a sword of steel forged in fire and ice
And the cry of a warrior you sound
And victory is in your eyes
Hear me my son, for you are the chosen one

An icy cave in a mountain
Bright morning