"The Archer"
:: l y r i c s ::
Don't make light of this, I'm serious
I saw the apple of your eye just fade away
The patient on the cot turns to watch the crowd
He wonders why his case is on display

The Archer stands alight
And fires seven arrows in the sky
We find our way at night
By seven burning arrows in the sky

We men of shade, the night's platoon,
Diana's aides, men of the moon
Our fortunes ebb and flow and like the tides
These riches soon will go

The Hunter stands astride
And fires seven arrows in the sky
The night split open wide
By seven burning arrows in the sky

The world will come to you, I saw the signs
You'll rule as Mistress Moon doth rule over the sea
One thing I ask of you, when you do arise
Never hang a thief--do this for me

The Archer now holds forth
And fires seven arrows in the sky
Seven flames ignite the north
Seven burning arrows in the sky