North Star
Guide me to my arcane love
From your ink black empire in the sky
And with ice picked fervor in a freezing body
I will diligently search where the wild geese fly

Cynosura
Snow innate to crystal regions that shine above the fir
Hold secrets in the footprints that lie so far behind
My love is here, the blood’s still wet against the trees
And the heavy blizzard is yet to filter out my cries

Angel Stern
Guide me to the body of my love
Whose life has laid here for twenty years
But I’ll still search if you still lead my wary path
For now I think I am getting close, faithful lodestar
And for once your light shines bright and clear