In the dust of the desert under the burning sun
A lone figure rides his journey just begun
Haunted by echoes of past wars
A mysterious artifact in his grasp glows
Ride through the shadows race against time
Where do memories come from are they truly mine?
Echoes of a future whispers of the past
In this wild frontier his fate is already cast
Through wide canyons under starlit skies
He faces foes with synthetic eyes
The artifact's power a gift or a curse
In the heart of the storm he ponders the universe
In the eye of the storm a moment of truth
A choice that could break him or make him transform
Visions of worlds that might have been
The lines of time blur-what does this mean?
He rides with legends from times long past
Each gallop a beat; he's destined to last
From the echoes of time his legend will rise
In the halls of eternity his spirit never dies