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Minnamoto stirs his sleep tonight
Observing a scene with his eyeless sight
Revealing the path of an arrow flight
Tearing the face of eternity.

Under the spell of an eagle eye
Majesty etched on a purple sky
Chilling his heart with a silent cry,
Pointing the way to insanity.

Fortune's hand upon the sand
The wheel of fate is spun.
Monolithic audience
Pale gray beneath the sun

There stands the archer,
a dream within a dream.
Drawing forth the energy
From Minnamoto's scream

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