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Wise are the weavers who carry our destiny |
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Golden threads are the tales of our lives |
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Worlds entwining, a journey eternally |
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All as one are the earth and the skies |
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Three are the goddesses, pillars of wisdom |
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Spinners of what is, what has and will be |
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There is no escaping the web |
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You cannot defy them, you cannot break free |
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Enter the world and the sisters are with you |
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An energy knot in the fabric of time |
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To rulers of gods death's the debt we must pay |
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For creating the pattern of our life's design |
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Few are the shamans who look upon everything |
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For this great gift sacrifice they must pay |
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They will know our choice at the crossroad |
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The strings of the universe will lead the way |
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Never-ending river flowing |
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Threads of time unfold |