*A spider in a vessel of silver stones Naively fighting for what he knew is right Philosophies against philosophies Happiness over comfort Both are true in different points of view But the majority in his community Have agreed to one view: "**** the fire that burns the known culture!" -The silly spider that seizes an invincible flame- None of them understand he’s only against himself Sinking in his delusions until awakens by the truth To never ever sell his dreams for a velvet thing Or he’ll be a cold eight-legged silver stone That lies dead before his known death, He sees how hard it is to be the only Opposing the rules of the dynasty But it is the fire in his dreams That hunts for genuine bliss Amidst the frozen world Of the lifeless spiders, Is the reason why he’s burning, To keep alive until the end of his search.