Queen Mother of the West - Celestial Banquet

Stone steps under my feet. Red doors breathe in heat. Lanterns shake in the rain. You call my name again. Silk sleeves cut the air. Gold thread everywhere. I came with an empty hand. Now I know this land. Hold the line, hold it high. Hear the drum call the sky. One more step, one more vow. All of us sing it now. Jade Hall, rise up! We stand here together. Jade Hall, rise up! Hear our vow. Feel it grow. Jade Hall, rise up! Take the whole, whole, whole. Tea steam on your cheek. Old vows in the teak. I saw fear turn to flame when you said my name. Black horses in the yard. Hands rough, hearts hard. But your game stayed sharp. Like a blade in art. Hold the line, hold it high. Hear the drum call the sky. One more step, one more vow. All of us sing it now. Jade Hall, rise up! We stand here together. Jade Hall, rise up! Hear our vow. Feel it grow. Jade Hall, rise up! Take the whole, whole, whole. Strings bite, strings sweep. Moon in the glass, deep, too deep. Your note falls, mine climbs. Silver thread over time. Hush now, then roar. Eggs once more. Jade Hall, rise up! We stand here together. Jade Hall, rise up! Hear our vow. Feel it grow. Jade Hall, rise up! Take the whole, whole, whole. Jade Hall, rise up! We stand here together. Jade Hall, rise up!