The rider and the Wing - Trance Music

Cold breath of night, the trees divide,
The hooves in mist, the stars collide.
A whisper calls — I hear my name,
The wind itself becomes the flame.

He rides beside, unseen, yet near,
His voice a song I long to hear.
He offers peace, he offers pain,
He speaks of love beyond the rain.

The child inside my heart still cries,
The rider knows, he never lies.
Through shadow fields, through endless snow,
He takes me where the lost ones go.