Watching the Crimson sunrise
Imagining what he might find
At the sight of the horizon
His dreams appear
His solemn face turns to ice
For he couldn't cope with the fear
A gleam of nervous passion
Through his eyes
The archer mourns the grave of the prophet
As the tournament begins
Still an hour glass of time
It's not too late
Blind justice
Burning circles on the ground
Facing the wind
He stands proud
Blind justice
Fragments of truth
A mission to fulfill
Remembering pictures
Of a sudden past
Too near to be clear
Too indistinct to understand
Blinded by the truth
High above the clouds
A winged messenger carries out
An announcement
It's time to settle the accounts
The archer mourns the grave of the prophet
As the tournament begins
Still an hour glass of time
It's not too late
Blind justice
Burning circles on the ground
Facing the wind
He stands proud
Blind justice
Fragments of truth
A mission to fulfill
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