A wish for all to blossom and to change
mystical, ancient, and forgotten ways
Iachoku, I'm not as sweet as I've led you
Iachoku with spiders beside her
I heard you speak of ancient cherry blossom
And I ask you to take me there
A wish for all
Tradition meets with ocean eyes
And sea monsters are in the tide
and there's a spider besider
Sunrise is slowly calling you
Eight arms and legs to hold onto
Her ways combining old and new.