I see you there, sitting upon your golden throne
And I, an unwelcome guest in your home
You brought me here before your mighty grace
Am I now to stand here face to face

I have no other route before I leave your lair
The entrance that you use is high up in the air
So if I am to escape from here, it must be through
The hidden passages that lay behind you

No other path is open for me to go
This is the truth that I hold
So I will play a tune to change all you know
And turn to straw all of your precious gold

I play a trick for the sweet lady
Who only wanted to live a peaceful life
I ask forgiveness, so please don't hate me
For know this world is balanced on a knife

I heard your pleas, but yet unmoved am I
The lady dragon resting down from the sky
For years of terror I have lived in fear of mortal eyes
Seeking refuge in this wasteland, beneath the mountain side

Why turned to straw, my gold, my only comfort known
Sure, it's a fancy trick, a strange weave you've sewn
And while amused for a moment I'll admit
If you could change it back, I'd appreciate it

No other path is open for you to go
This is the truth that you hold
So tired from flight, but that you wouldn't know
Now straw, I see you burn my precious gold

I play a trick for the sweet lady
Who only wanted to live a peaceful life
I ask forgiveness, so please don't hate me
For know this world is balanced on a knife

Now, like scrolls, roll up the sky
Lady dragon doesn't cry
The world of wicked men
Will always fall again

So, eight thousand years go by
And the dragon still won't fly
The weaver burned her wing
For such little things

He played a trick for the sweet lady
Who only wanted to live a peaceful life
Ask no forgiveness, so keep on hating
But know this world is balanced on a knife