Shine On Golden Sun

In a forest deep down a well

Covered in snow

Lies a secret of kings long ago

Winter's blanket melting away

Under the sun

Shadows warn of darkness to come

Shine on golden sun

Show man's darkest deed

Wake the roses of tomorrow

Burn their thorns of greed

A weary soldier stops for a drink

And closes his eyes

As heaven fills with fireflies

A cold wind whispers into his ear

A story to tell

His freedom rings from inside the well

Shine on golden sun

Show man's darkest deed

Wake the roses of tomorrow

Burn their thorns of greed

Now the truth is known

The son will rise and journey home

Returning to his rightful throne

Shine on golden sun

Show man's darkest deed

Wake the roses of tomorrow

Burn their thorns of greed