High in the Castle of Glass, A Silver Wheel turns in the night, Slender hands guide a thread, Keeping it true, keeping it tight, As it spins, fate it begins, To opens its eyes, Lady of the Moon, of the Stars, In the Spiral Castle I hear you sing. Chorus Lady of the Silver Wheel, Lady of the Silver Wheel, Arianrhod, Lady of Changes you spin the Web of Life. Gather up every thread, Weave them together, join them as one, The spindle begins to turn, A soul's new journey has begun On the Earth, with every birth, So the web that joins together all life Is as one, daughter and son, Animal, human, old and young. Autumn begins to fall, And the Moon wanes and seasons grow cold. We all hear the Raven's call, Some while young, others grow old, Oh she sings, the last chorus begins, With a voice as gentle as Winter's Lace, A new thread through the wheel it is fed, Woe to those who see her face.

Alone against the world, twist a reckless life straight Into the heart of the ripper Trick of treat my mind to a rebel ride, Heldorado Move like a monster Creature of the wheel trigger wicked way Tangle like a web beneath me Ankle-deep in hell through another way Crucify the sky above me Above me, above me, above me, above me New God kill machine and man Say, Lord of the engines, yeah Pocket full of dirt frozen in my hands Hold on to the nameless God, yeah Breathe into the deep and dying light of day Overdose on bloody wings, yeah Splinter in the skin, turn your eyes away Sick and swaggering beneath me Revolution mind, ye of little faith Rusty and dull, cut me Cut me, cut me, cut me, cut me New God kill machine and man Say, Lord of the engines, yeah Creature of the wheel No And Lord of the infernal engines Creature of the wheel No And Lord of the infernal engines New God, new God, new God, new God New God, new God, new God, new God New God kill machine and man Say, Lord of the engines, yeah And, oh, brothers and sisters, I ask you to look at him Does he have the marks? Do you see them? No And, oh, brothers and sisters, I ask you to look at him Does he have the marks? Do you see them? No Demon-paper clowns stitched across my back Easygoing dead black eyes, yeah Microscopic giants on a chicken-run Everybody dies laughing Thrust into the drag on the edge and wait Motivate the one inside you Bastard kicker burn blow the ash away Heldorado gonna get you Creatures of the wheel No Do we need the creatures of the wheel? No Lord of the infernal engines