The great Ouroboros, the snake and the tail
The moon on high, shedding light upon our trail
And we, her children, walking her path tonight
What will tomorrow entail?
The gifts of our mother, The power of love
Dancing it's spiral, sending our prayers above
Rising, a lattice work of an early morning mist
Are we the raven, or are we the dove?
Our hopes, our fears,
Our joys, our tears,
All have a message, a tale to tell,
Will you dance with us as a new dawn nears?
For we are her children, born in the night,
Guardians and keepers, participants in her Rite,
Spittin poetry, and giving hugs,
Where shall we be in tomorrow's light?
The great Ouroboros, the snake and the tail
The moon on high, shedding light upon our trail
And we, her children, walking her path tonight
Do you know what will tomorrow entail?
