Come to me, believers.
Age of light,
Did ya know?
I am taking in the beleagured.
Do you want your name to be told?
You wouldn't make it.
No, you wouldn't make it a night
'fevers,' he whispers.
Came to the belief in
A ray of light.
Did ya know
That he would be leaving things?
Do you want your pain to be told?
You wouldn't make it.
No, you wouldn't make it, you'd die.
Fevered, he whispered,
'spider believes in me...'
Came to be the heated
Night of light.
Did ya know
That it'd introduce a fifth season?
How do you want your pain to be told?
You wouldn't make it.
No, you wouldn't make it, you're dying.
Fevered, he whispered,
'spider believes in me...'