In the web of fate lives a spider,
An eight legged dancer,
Stepping to the rhythm of life,
Every twirl sends a shimmer,
Every leap a shudder,
Shaking,
Shivering,
Always in motion,
And so the web is woven.
In the web of fate lives a spider,
An eight legged dancer,
Stepping to the rhythm of life,
Every twirl sends a shimmer,
Every leap a shudder,
Shaking,
Shivering,
Always in motion,
And so the web is woven.