On the edge of the bay   A day just like the next   They gather their nets   And face their boats around      Over the rooftops   Hear the hum of wings   In seventeen seconds   The world explodes      And it buries the night, a brave new sunrise   With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise      You'll never see the faces   Of the fishermen   But you may see their shadows   Burned against the wall      And in the temple grounds   New bamboo grows again   As if the heat of the flame   Had left no trace at all      And there's a light in the eastern sky, sunrise   And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise   Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise   With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise      But in the cool of the evening   When the children sleep   The old mountain remembers   And hangs his head in clouds      And there's a light in the eastern sky, yeah, sunrise   And there's no place a man can hide, the sunrise   Well, it buries the night, a brave new sunrise   With a sweep of the sword, a blood red sunrise