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.