In the dead of night, when the moon hangs low, Beware Azura's enchanting glow. With skin so fair, and eyes so bright, She beckons you into the endless night.

Snip, snip went your hair, golden and fine, Her siren's song, a haunting line. She takes your essence, strand by strand, A tapestry woven by her hand.

Stitch, stitch, her needle's gleam, Through your very soul, a wicked dream. She'll make you anew, from head to toe, With parts of creatures you'll never know.

Tail of a mermaid, scales so grand, Claws of a kraken, for the sea's command. Feathers of a seabird, wings to fly, Azura's art, oh, how you'll cry.

In her depths, she'll strip your soul, Replace it with a darker goal. A sailor's fate, forever changed, In Azura's realm, you're rearranged.

So heed our warning, stay away, When the Skinweaver calls your way. For in her grasp, you'll cease to be, A sailor lost in the endless sea.