Blind Justice

歌詞

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