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, cyprus trees
For the arrow
Wolves
Wolves
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, cyprus 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, cyprus trees for your arrow
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Lyrics submitted by Gary VanConant.