Weaver's Dance -

First the eyes, dark eyes

That few can see, now

Seal the gates, it’s time

To start the dance-oh

Then the flames, blue flames

That few can feel, now

Seal the gates, it’s time

To start the dance-oh

Wait, here they come now

Watch as they rise now

Running out, running out

Time is running out

How they lived and mainly

How they died… They are judged

How they died and

How they’ll live again

Who’s the master now?

Who’s the master weaver?

All the stars and all the planets

Now they bow to

Their new master

The Weaver’s Dance