Harvest the field of time
with the Old Man's scythe
The narrow path of the chosen one
reaches beyond life

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Among the humble people
Everything is torn apart
but I'm blessed with faith
and bravely I shall go on

Are thou the bringer of hope and joy
that I've waited for years
I shall fight to restore the moon
Wisdoms of time are carved on the sacred wood
Wisdoms of time are carved on the sacred wood
Do thou possess spiritual powers
that would dispel all my fears
I shall not die until the seal is broken
Token of Time is trusted in the
hands of the chosen one
Token of Time is trusted in the
hands of the chosen one