Red sun is rising

Red sun is rising,
Behind the mists of despair,
Red sun is rising,
A new hope.. one we cannot spare.
Red sun is rising,
Over the hills , in the East,
Eye of Heaven..blazing.
Scattering the foul mist.

I dreamed, for many hours.
Many a sleepless night.
I dreamed about the future that can be ours.
I dreamed about You in my sight.

Red sun is rising,
Behind the mists of despair,
Red sun is rising.

Golden trumpets! Let them sound!
Let the world know that our hearts are bound.
Bound to each other since the dawn of days..
Bound despite of what anyone says..

Red sun is rising,
A new hope.. one we cannot spare.
Red sun is rising.

Lurking shadow inside us,
May not divide what side by side should be.
We are meant to be together and thus,
We will be as everyone shall see.

Red sun is rising,
Over the hills , in the East,
Eye of Heaven..blazing.
Scattering the foul mist.

So I go to sleep.
With your fair image in my mind.
So I go.. and I shall not weep,
Even though I know the fate of our kind.
Lost to our dreams, lost to the ideal of hope.
But we shall awaken... and one day soon,
We will be together, bound by the tightest rope.
I see it as I can see the rising Sun and the fading Moon

Red sun is rising,
Rising for you and me.
Red sun is rising,
To shine for us... for Eternity!

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