Time fleets over the fort like a kite in the wind Though bygones echo unceasingly The land\'s guarded to stay serene By the stream weaving chaos into harmony By the flame blazing trails to be free By the keen blades drawn from heartstrings When the schemes lurking in mist Set a trap tangled with memories Fight and cut it clean For shining light at moonrise For triumph in their shimmering eyes We dare to hold the thunder Show darkness how lightning strikes Bring the wicked its demise Still, desire never dies So turn the rampant tide Into soft rain, let the mortal world be purified Dampened eaves, silent streets where venom hides and waits Sudden tear in the surface, we break To the machine how we\'ve fallen prey Trembling leaves, pointed like sharp arrows taking aim We and hurdles are blocking the way Face to face, we\'re all part of the game When the puppeteer lurking in haze Stirs unrest with impulses from the pain Fight and cleave the maze For shining light at moonrise For triumph in their shimmering eyes We dare to hold the thunder Show darkness how lightning strikes Bring the wicked its demise Still, desire never dies So turn the rampant tide Into soft rain, let the mortal world be purified To cure the chaos in the sky And those forever pressed into time We brave the roaring tempest and hold out to keep hope alive When all is pacified The petals will again fly Over drifting lights, oh embraced by The full moon from dreams deep inside