Here is a thread. I will hand it to you.
Do not get lost. Do not lose hold of it.
Here is a thread. You must hang by it.
Follow me through. You will hang from it.
Here is a thread, drawn from my belly.
Here is a trail, left by my blood.
Follow me through. Do not get lost.
There is one way in. There is no way out.
I danced in the moonlight. I danced in the dark.
I danced with my brother. I danced with the god.
I danced with my father. I danced for my mother.
I danced for the goddess. I will dance for you.
Watch me dance over the end of the world,
the breaking of the bridges, the falling of the towers.
Hear me laugh when all the lights go out
and poor lost Theseus hears breathing in the dark.
I am Melinoe. I am Ariadne.
Daughter of Death. Giver of Life.
Ariadne Melinoe, Melinoe Ariadne,
holy and terrible, stars and bones.
I can tear the world down
and help you rebuild it,
if you heed my commandment:
Build no more walls.
Walls make a labyrinth,
walls hide the monster,
walls divide loved ones.
Let me be your monster,
Melinoe Ariadne, slayer and savior,
goddess and demon of the new age.