The Weave

The key, the ring, the door that sings

The word that brings the darkness in

Made of stone, the bird has flown

The sun, the sky is falling

The key, the ring, the door that sings

The word that brings the darkness in

Made of stone, the bird has flown

The sun, the sky is falling

(Falling, fall)

The key, the ring, the door that sings

The word that brings the darkness in

Made of stone, the bird has flown

The sun, the sky is falling

The key, the ring, the door that sings

The word that brings the darkness in

Made of stone, the bird has flown

The sun, the sky is falling

(Falling, fall)