Who's in my cellar Who's in my cellar For my apples have blackened and rottened And they've taken more than they have given And my animals frightened and sickened Soon your crops They will rot This dark season
Who's at my altar Who's at my altar For these beasts are not cleansed for the slaughter And they've taken more than they have given And what mead for this blood and this fire Soon your breath It will end This dark season
Send me a bow, Diana Bless it with wine, wrap it with vine, Got to find her Carve it in stone, Diana String it with teeth, cypress trees For the arrow
Who's in my chamber Who's in my chamber For these eyes need no judge for the jailor And they've taken more than they have given And what need for this blood and this fire Soon your breath It will end This dark season
In the back Of the room They called me out Softly Softly Through the lion's mouth It's not my problem It's not my doubt
Send me a bow, Diana Bless it with wine wrap it in vine, Got to find her Carve it in stone, Diana String it with teeth, cypress trees For your arrow Send me a bow, Diana Bless it with wine, wrap it with vine, Got to find her Carve it in stone, Diana String it with teeth, cypess trees For your arrow