One silver streak, and darkness is cut 
When lines populate the earth 
clew of chaos, of brand-new souls but 
Soaked in pleasures and dirt 

As the spinning wheel of life decides each fate 
And leads life lines to it's spools 
Where they are beginning to have their downfall created 

I am making my own magic tools 
The start of the bigger web, the tapestry of life 
world full of kings, beggars, knights and fools 

Catching a glimpse of a made up world 
It ignites a spark in a heart gone cold 
Breaking the thin line wire of an off worldly stare 
That was spun, weaved and unravelled, every soul dealt fair 

As the spinning wheel of life decides each fate 
And all lifelines have left the spools 
Then it is spinning, to have new life created 

With my own set of magic tools 
I am making another web, a tapestry of death 
world full of kings, beggars, knights and fools 

Seeing the result, the bigger whole, 
The spark dies again, the heart turns cold 
Unravelling the world of dreams, revealing the reality it stole 
I cut the line 
When the wheel of life love and hope, came to a hold